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for me it is good therapy :-)</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/625182" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/624111" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/623822" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622959" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622881" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622334" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622080" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/621928" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/621605" /><rdf:li resource="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/610026" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/625182"><title /><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/625182</link><description>The crispness of Fall as it embraces the air brings forth a sadness</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/624111"><title>Thinking of Christmas</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/624111</link><description>I am thinking of Christmas. I want to write a poem for my mom and dad. A poem about all of the memories I have from growing up. I wrote one for my Grandma last Christmas...she died before I could give it to her, and I got up and read it at her funeral. My mind is starting to think back on...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/623822"><title>The Best Gift</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/623822</link><description>One of the best gifts I ever received were front row tickets from my good friend, Kevin, to see John Denver in St. Louis. That was nearly 20 years ago. I had been to John Denver concerts before, but NEVER had front row tickets, so this was as big as it could get! That was my last JD concert, as...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622959"><title>Windsong</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622959</link><description>Someone asked me if John Denver wrote his own lyrics...he definitely did. Wow-I haven't really listened to him in a long time, and now I'm being reminded of his lyrics all over the place. I love this simple line...it gives me a feeling of peace and simplicity. Ahhh...get me out on a horse. "The...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622881"><title>JD and His Songs</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622881</link><description>I'm on a John Denver kick... "Talk of poems and prayers and promises. things that we believe in. How sweet it is to love someone how right it is to care." (John Denver "Poems, Prayers and Promises")</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622334"><title>Sunshine On My Shoulders</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622334</link><description>When I was young, I was a fan of John Denver. I guess I still am, although I don't listen to him near as often as I did when I was a teenager. But once in a while, lyrics from his songs come back to me...and make me stop what I am doing....to reflect. His words have a way of making me feel. Today...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622080"><title>A Minefield</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/622080</link><description>Reeling from the impact of of all my flesh insists. My eyes and heart are lifted to a world that many wonder if even exists. And then there are those who threaten to knock me down just as fast and hold me there. And I'm trying to dig out from under the ragged bricks I feel I am embarking upon a...</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/621928"><title>Pain to Change</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/621928</link><description>I said some things that were harsh, but all of them were true... I tried to say them gently, so as not to hurt you deeply. And yet I know that somehow, it is the pain that will cause change in both of us. And so I believe it was all meant to be. I love you. I always will.</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/621605"><title>Blues Be Gone</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/621605</link><description>I long for these blues to be chased away by the colors of life so astounding today the fire of red and the beauty of green purity woven through all that is seen. So I wave away blue and I open my arms to the beauty that knocks on the door of my heart.</description></item><item rdf:about="http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/610026"><title>Spring is Here</title><link>http://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/RASSE9691/610026</link><description>Lovely sunshine trickles down and lays its warmth upon the ground And all the new life gathers round revived in Spring's embrace.</description></item></rdf:RDF>