<?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/WhisperingWords"><title>World Of A Different Dimension - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/</link><description>You are likely to find most anything here. Blogit, I have decided from the start, is going to be the side of me I don't often show. I'm going to be true - and honest to my own heart. Being a writer, I am going to use this for therapy. Instead of talking about romance and love I know nothing about, I'm going to write what 'love' has meant in my life. Just on life in general. We all have our own unique stories to tell. When someone says 'anything' of how rough my life has been, I always shrug it off - even embarrassed for the attention. It isn't talking about my 'accident' that bothers me. It bothers me that even as bad as it was, and will be every day of my life - all I have to do is turn on the news to find some young person has senselessly lost their life-too soon-again. So that is what I'd like to 'mainly' write or blog about, but hey, I'm an easy blogger! So write!</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/WhisperingWords/632277" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632123" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632061" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632058" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/631612" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632277"><title>Another Day In My Shoes</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632277</link><description>Hi! I'd first, like to thank everyone that has logged in and all the kind messages that were left. You guys are great - sometimes it amazes me how kind some people can be. I am such a pessimist, and sometimes I just feel (please don't think badly of me) like the majority of people are bad. Now...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632123"><title>A Day in My Shoes</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632123</link><description>Well, I'm going to try to write this, while not sitting on the 'pity-pot'. Sometimes when a person speaks of a life changing incident, they sound like they are whining. Let's get 1one thing straight, before I begin - 'I do not allow ANY whining on my site' - please. Of course there is a...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632061"><title>(Her) Freedom</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632061</link><description>She dances for all to see Dances away her sadness Dances for her happiness Skirts swirling - colors flashing Watch the angel in motion Floating on air - a butterfly Spinning, turning - time stops Dark hair glistening among stars Yes, we may watch - we may see 'Her' reason for dancing She dances...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632058"><title>Nature's Music</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/632058</link><description>Listen to the music as the sun goes down Every little creature has it's own sound The loons begin with their haunting cry Bullfrog jumps base as he happens by Mr. Jack Rabbit drums up a beat It's just wild what he does with his feet Old wise owl could give a hoot They sure can jam, it's in their...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/631612"><title>Mamma's Lap</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/WhisperingWords/631612</link><description>off to school my siblings go I'm too young so I stay home I don't care about all that have you guessed I'm mamma's brat she has work but takes the time all day long she's only mine nap-time now but first a book find 'my' place in mamma's nook As the Dr spins his tale that crazy cat - my dreams...</description></item></rdf:RDF>