<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/123michelle"><title>africasun - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/</link><description>Heather's poetry, motivations and everything else under the African sun</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="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/537124" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/530273" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/526555" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/525148" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/524526" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/524143" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/523196" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/537124"><title>poem</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/537124</link><description>GRATITUDE I AM GRATEFUL FOR MYSELF AND FOR MY BODY I AM GRATEFUL FOR MY ABILITY TO SEE AND HEAR, FEEL AND TASTE AND TOUCH I AM GRATEFUL FOR MY HOME AND I TAKE LOVING CARE OF IT I AM GRATEFUL FOR MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS AND I REJOICE IN THEIR COMPANY I AM GRATEFUL FOR MY WORK AND I GIVE IT MY BEST...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/530273"><title>poetry</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/530273</link><description>Last night I had the strangest dream Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before, Of years gone by in mists of time and days that are no more. I dreamed by some great miracle the hands of time stood still, And all the things I ever did I could do again at will. I dreamed I really...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/526555"><title>poem</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/526555</link><description>Remember......... Live for the moments you can't put into words. It's not what they call you.... it's what you answer to! So make the most of yourself every single day. That is all there is of YOU as you pass along the way....... Remember, if you will.</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/525148"><title>poem</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/525148</link><description>THE DREAM THAT FOLLOWS THE DARKNESS The dream that follows the darkness is always the light of day, When the whole world wakens and humanity goes on its way. The dream that follows the darkness is the sight of the deep blue sea Where the birds drift and glide and are forever free. The dream that...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/524526"><title>poem</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/524526</link><description>I wish I loved the human race, I wish I loved its silly face. I wish I loved the things we say, I wish I loved the games we play. So many people far and wide Like a great, big,restless tide. All have hopes and all have dreams, Seldom coming true, or so it seems. They push and shove wherever they...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/524143"><title>poem</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/524143</link><description>WHO AM I? A LOOK IN THE GLASS AND WHAT DO I SEE, 'TIS A STRANGER WHO STARES BACK AT ME. HAIR, EYES MOUTH AND NOSE, MY FACE, MY FEATURES THOSE? OH TO BE SURE - IT CAN NEVER BE ME - NOT ME, THAT PERSON THERE THAT I SEE! AND YET THE MIRROR NEVER LIES, ME - CERTAIN BEFORE MY EYES. THOUGHTS OF THE...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/523196"><title>POEM</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/123michelle/523196</link><description>IMAGINE IMAGINE, MY FRIEND,IF WE COULD LIVE TWICE, AND IF WE COULD CHOOSE, WOULDN'T IT BE NICE, THE PEOPLE AND THINGS WE'D TAKE ALONG TO A NEW LIFE,WOULD THAT BE WRONG? IMAGINE THE CHANCE TO START AGAIN, TO MAKE SOME THINGS DIFFERENT, SOME THE SAME TO LEAVE BEHIND EVERY MARK AND SCAR, THOSE...</description></item></rdf:RDF>