<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:54:24.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxxie</title><subtitle type='html'>...the Den, what lies beneath.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Foxxie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04973243160651147502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-111046470780162224</id><published>2005-03-10T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T06:25:07.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch out for more Poetries and Fictional stories soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm regularly updating my site... please be patient and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;keep checking in! Enjoy! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-111046470780162224?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/111046470780162224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10926383&amp;postID=111046470780162224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/111046470780162224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/111046470780162224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/2005/03/watch-out-for-more-poetries-and_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Foxxie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04973243160651147502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-111046447901416723</id><published>2005-03-10T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T06:21:19.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Single Woman's Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Now I lay me down to sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I pray for a man who's not a creep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One who's handsome, smart and strong,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Who's not afraid to admit when he is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One who thinks before he speaks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When he promises to call, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;he doesn't wait six weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I pray that he is gainfully employed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Won't lose his cool when he's annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Pulls out my chair and opens my door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Massages my back and begs to do more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh send me a man who will make love to my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Know what to say when I ask "How fat is my behind?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One who'll make love till my body's a' itchin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;He brings ME a sandwich too, when he goes to the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I pray that this man will love me to no end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And never compare me to my best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Thank you in advance and now I'll just wait,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;For I know you will send him before it's too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Amen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;- Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-111046447901416723?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-110970450004076456</id><published>2005-03-01T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T11:41:21.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Kiss..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Luscious, silky-brown beauty of yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;That fills me with longing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Velvety abundance of your sweetness, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Intensifies my desire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sensous, lavish scents, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lures,intoxicates me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh I can’t resist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm falling...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'm diving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Plunging onto your flesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;With my eyes closed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I lick, I bite, I moan, I swallow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Don’t stop me my dark lover...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kiss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tell me the story of the Indians,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Aztecs, Mayas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Of Swiss and Germans;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;France and Spain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Again and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Kiss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;And Lo! As I c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;onsciously awake from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;this sinful bliss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I stopped and I cried;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"This is lust not love!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;...before my body swells and bloats,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;...before my liver crashes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;...before my teeth decays,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'll try to be strong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I'll try to be firm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Though I Love You so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;With sadness in my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;we need to part!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"I love you &lt;strong&gt;Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Goodbye!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~shalee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-110970450004076456?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110970450004076456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10926383&amp;postID=110970450004076456' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110970450004076456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110970450004076456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/2005/03/sweet-kiss.html' title='Sweet Kiss..'/><author><name>Foxxie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04973243160651147502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-110960517156015912</id><published>2005-02-28T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T07:42:20.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prelude to a Parting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to walk with you all over again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;through all the tree-filled places we knew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;the ground that once knew us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and sit on the rock that was ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like us to see againa clear sky that never seemed so clear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;to feel the way leaves feel when they fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A moment so long,everything can be said in two words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;or three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;All I want is a perfect day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I can leave you without leaving you behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;where promises, like photographs,would keep the distance close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So trees would sway to a remembered wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to leave you a world so slow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;time's voice would be that of the infinite silence of stones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;A place where our walk ends where we began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Where falling leaves never fall at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;~anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-110960517156015912?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110960517156015912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10926383&amp;postID=110960517156015912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110960517156015912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110960517156015912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/2005/02/prelude-to-parting.html' title='Prelude to a Parting...'/><author><name>Foxxie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04973243160651147502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-110935792890384278</id><published>2005-02-25T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T11:54:44.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strength of A Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's seen in the width of his arms that circle you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.&lt;br /&gt;It is in the gentle words he whispers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't how many buddies he has.&lt;br /&gt;It's how good a buddy he is with his or &lt;strong&gt;"your"&lt;/strong&gt; children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in how respected he is at work.&lt;br /&gt;It's in how he is respected at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.&lt;br /&gt;It's in how tender he touches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in the hair on his chest.&lt;br /&gt;It's in his heart... that lies within his chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in how many women he's loved.&lt;br /&gt;It's in how true he can be to the ONE woman he's trying to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.&lt;br /&gt;It's in the burdens he can carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in how much food he eats from your table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's in the effort he puts forth when you are unable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strength of a man isn't in how he makes love.&lt;br /&gt;It's in the understanding that there is more to making love... than making love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-110935792890384278?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110935792890384278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10926383&amp;postID=110935792890384278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110935792890384278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110935792890384278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/2005/02/strength-of-man.html' title='The Strength of A Man'/><author><name>Foxxie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04973243160651147502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-110935662916526275</id><published>2005-02-25T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T10:37:09.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fifty Ways to Love Your Partner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;1. Love yourself first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;2. Start each day with a hug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;3. Serve breakfast in bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;4. Say "I love you" every time you part ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;5. Compliment freely and often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;6. Appreciate - and celebrate - your differences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;7. Live each day as if it's your last. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;8. Write unexpected love letters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;9. Plant a seed together and nurture it to maturity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;10. Go on a date once every week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;11. Send flowers for no reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;12. Accept and love each other's family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;13. Make little signs that say "I love you" and post them all over the house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;14. Stop and smell the roses. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;15. Kiss unexpectedly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;16. Seek out beautiful sunsets together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;17. Apologize sincerely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;18. Be forgiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;19. Remember the day you fell in love - and recreate it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;20. Hold hands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;21. Say "I love you" with your eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;22. Let her cry in your arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;23. Tell him you understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;24. Drink toasts of love and commitment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;25. Do something arousing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;26. Let her give you directions when you're lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;27. Laugh at his jokes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;28. Appreciate her inner beauty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;29. Do the other person's chores for a day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;30. Encourage wonderful dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;31. Commit a public display of affection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;32. Give loving massages with no strings attached. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;33. Start a love journal and record your special moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;34. Calm each other's fears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;35. Walk barefoot on the beach together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;36. Ask her to marry you again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;37. Say yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;38. Respect each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;39. Be your partner's biggest fan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;40. Give the love your partner wants to receive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;41. Give the love you want to receive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;42. Show interest in the other's work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;43. Work on a project together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;44. Build a fort with blankets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;45. Swing as high as you can on a swingset by moonlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;46. Have a picnic indoors on a rainy day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;47. Never go to bed mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;48. Put your partner first in your prayers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;49. Kiss each other goodnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;50. Sleep like spoons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-110935662916526275?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110935662916526275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10926383&amp;postID=110935662916526275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110935662916526275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110935662916526275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/2005/02/fifty-ways-to-love-your-partner.html' title='Fifty Ways to Love Your Partner'/><author><name>Foxxie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04973243160651147502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-110919576803360420</id><published>2005-02-24T01:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T12:40:09.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well said...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If your father is a poor man, it is your fate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But, if your father-in-law is a poor man, it's your stupidity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A bus station is where a bus stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;A train station is where a train stops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;On my desk, I have a work station....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Practice makes perfect.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;But nobody's perfect......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;So why practice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If it's true that we are here to help others,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;then, what exactly are the others here for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Since light travels faster than sound,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;people appear bright until you hear them speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Money is not everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;There's Mastercard &amp;amp; Visa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One should love animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;They are so tasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If your girl/boyfriend ever complains, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Tell them you are trying to help the environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Save water and electricity/gas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Shower with your them! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-110919576803360420?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110919576803360420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10926383&amp;postID=110919576803360420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110919576803360420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110919576803360420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-said.html' title='Well said...'/><author><name>Foxxie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04973243160651147502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-110918746218203441</id><published>2005-02-23T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T11:37:42.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...one's point of view (on loving and letting go)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this. In your hand is a very precious creation, so fragile, so valuable that if you keep on holding, it would either stay or fall apart. But you loved this creature so much, so much that letting it go would be like lettingo go of your life as well. So much that sometimes, you wished it would be there forever. So much that you tend to be selfish at times so as you could make it stay for as long as you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Don't we all wish something "so good" could be forever? Don't we all hope that happiness is there to stay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in our lives when we chance upon someone "so nice" and "almost perfect" and we just find ourselves getting so intensely attracted to that person (sometimes without even realizing it). This feeling soon becomes a part of our everyday lives and eventually guzzles our thoughts and actions to the extent that we tagged it as one "true" thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part there is when we begin to realize that this particular person feels totally different. Then in our desperate attempt to get closer (or at least be noticed), our efforts are still futile and we end up sorry for ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person said, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;never ever let your heart run your life, as much as you can, always be sensible and let your mind speak for itself.&lt;/span&gt; Try to listen not merely on what your feelings is invoking on you as a person but more importantly listen to reason as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letting go of someone doesn't necessarily mean you have to stop loving. It only means that you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back. Letting go is not just setting the other person free (in the real sense of it), but it is also setting yourself free from all animosity, revulsion and resentment that was long kept in your heart. You have to let go because the bitterness often puts away the strengths and weakens the littlest hope, making our lives more miserable than ever. Worst, presenting yourself as the "most affected one" sets the nastiest impression of all time - whatta loser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trick there is...&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;always remember that if you lose someone today, it means that someone better is coming tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you lose love, that doesn't mean that you failed in love...right? Just regard it as another mismatch of heaven!&lt;/span&gt; Well, you can cry of course, or whine or shout if you have to, but make sure that after those outbursts, you have washed away the hurt and the bitterness that the past has left with you (easier said than done I know!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can all survive with just beautiful memories of the past but real peace and happiness come only with open acceptance of what reality is today. You really don't have to forget someone you love (cause it's hard). What we need to learn is how to accept the verdict of reality without being bitter or sorry for what we have become. I think it's better that we give off that dedication and love to someone more deserving. Hmmm..."Who could it be" is the next interesting question to ponder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Let go of yesterday and love will find its way back to you. And when it does, pray hard that it may be the love that will stay and last a lifetime...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;~He who wants a rose must respect the thorn.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-110918746218203441?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110918746218203441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10926383&amp;postID=110918746218203441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10926383/posts/default/110918746218203441'/><link rel='self' 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when i wake up in the morning and&lt;br /&gt;ask myself if somehow you are also awake.&lt;br /&gt;i have my own life to lead and my own life to think of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i won't even think of you while i'm eating my lunch&lt;br /&gt;wondering if you're doing the same thing, because sooner&lt;br /&gt;or later i know you will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, never again will i go to the comfort room and lock myself in&lt;br /&gt;just to have some privacy to piteously&lt;br /&gt;think of you, cry, sing or do some silly things because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, never will i again think of you last&lt;br /&gt;when i go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;sleep is my only rest,&lt;br /&gt;so please don't plague me in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to wake up in the morning and smile and&lt;br /&gt;think not of why you left&lt;br /&gt;but that once you stayed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if i feel the need to cry,&lt;br /&gt;it will not be for the future that we could have,&lt;br /&gt;not for the regrets that i have&lt;br /&gt;nor of the anger that i feel,&lt;br /&gt;but i will cry because of a love that i was never able&lt;br /&gt;to share with the one man i felt it for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will cry for the love that was lost,&lt;br /&gt;and not for the man who left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try to hold back the tears when i think of you.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just try to smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am moving on...&lt;br /&gt;and hoping that the next thing would be&lt;br /&gt;LETTING GO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-110918544376744640?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110918544376744640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-110875718978829795</id><published>2005-02-18T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T12:06:29.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do I Always...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Why do I always find it hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;to live my life just like the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and try to enjoy it to the fullest; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Why do I always find it hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;to find happiness that makes you smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and make me feel that life is worthwhile; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Why do I always find it hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;to ask something that I want to know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;thus my silence brings me sorrow;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Why do I always find it hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;to tell someone just how I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;that I've always loved him for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;~&lt;strong&gt;shalee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;copyright2005 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;International Society of Poets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FIND MORE ORIGINAL COMPOSITIONS BELOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='24' src='http://www.geocities.com/jhulee/files/eyes.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10926383.post-110875672009231490</id><published>2005-02-18T11:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T12:32:39.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I see...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;What I see when i look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Is a heart so kind and true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;One that I can never find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Any other that's just as kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You put your needs behind the shelf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;To give space to others than yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You always think of them ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;They're in your prayers when you go to bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;There's no one else that could give such love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Or peace that gives like that of a dove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You share yourself all that you can give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;You show others what it means to live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I know I can always count on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Cause you've been there through all i've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;What I see when I look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Is a person who inspires, one that I admire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;~&lt;strong&gt;shalee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;copyright 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;International Society of Poets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;FIND MORE ORIGINAL COMPOSITIONS BELOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10926383-110875672009231490?l=foxxieslair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxxieslair.blogspot.com/feeds/110875672009231490/comments/default' title='Post 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