<?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/Trenton"><title>Syrena's Beginnings - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Trenton/</link><description>My poems and stories come from the many years of Real life experiences.</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/Trenton/844653" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Trenton/844653"><title>Poem No. 1 A Gent</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Trenton/844653</link><description>I looked in his eyes and saw the light The light of God saying "It'll all be alright" And when we spoke, He took my hand I felt inside, he'd be a good friend. He's always there, Just like twins He keeps me from committing sins. Between candy, including Trent I chose Trent cause he's a Gent.</description></item></rdf:RDF>