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<channel><title><![CDATA[MyDaughtersLife - My Daughters Poems]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/my-daughters-poems.html]]></link><description><![CDATA[My Daughters Poems]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 09:17:18 +0700</pubDate><generator>Weebly</generator><item><title><![CDATA[A Bee ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/10/a-bee.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/10/a-bee.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 13:58:51 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/10/a-bee.html</guid><description><![CDATA[ I see a bee on my knee. I yelled "eeeeeeee' The bee is a she, she stung me on my knee. I got hurt and I couldn't pay the fee. The fee is 33. The doctor that is a he said "gee" your knee is swollen.&nbsp;&nbsp; Funny but cute,&nbsp; Jolene Desroches 10 years old [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "> I see a bee on my knee.<br /><br /> I yelled "eeeeeeee'<br /><br /> The bee is a she,<br /><br /> she stung me on my knee.<br /><br /> I got hurt and I<br /><br /> couldn't pay the fee.<br /><br /> The fee is 33.<br /><br /> The doctor that is a he<br /><br /> said "gee" your knee is swollen.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br /> Funny but cute,&nbsp; Jolene Desroches 10 years old<br /><br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[My Daughter]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/post-title-click-and-type-to-edit.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/post-title-click-and-type-to-edit.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 20:08:52 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/post-title-click-and-type-to-edit.html</guid><description><![CDATA[ [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div ><div style="text-align: center;"><a href='http://imikimi.com/main/view_kimi/88535483'><img src="/uploads/9/3/8/2/938237/5019462.gif" style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; margin-right: 10px; border: 1px solid black;" /></a></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[My Happiness]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/my-happiness1.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/my-happiness1.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 17:53:11 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/my-happiness1.html</guid><description><![CDATA[ [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<div ><div id="371418957718574" align="center" style="width: 100%; overflow-y: hidden;"><A title="Click to customize this Kimi-Image with your own Messages and Photos on Imikimi.com!" href="http://imikimi00.com/link/link_through/89605550" target=_top><IMG alt="My Happiness A poem my daughter wrote.  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Get Customizable Comments, Images, Animations, Photos, Frames and Graphics for MySpace, Hi5, Orkut, Friendster and Facebook @ Imikimi.com" href="http://imikimi00.com/link/link_through/89605550" target=_top><B>imikimi</B> - Customize Your World</A></FONT></div></div>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Family]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/family.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/family.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 23:06:04 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/family.html</guid><description><![CDATA[I once thought i had a  [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">I once thought i had a <A class=kLink id=KonaLink0 onmouseover=adlinkMouseOver(event,this,0); style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick=adlinkMouseClick(event,this,0); onmouseout=adlinkMouseOut(event,this,0); href="http://www.poetry.com/voteforme/poemvote1.asp?PID=12267906#" target=_new><FONT style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: #cc0099! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: static" color=#cc0099><SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: #cc0099! important; BORDER-BOTTOM: #cc0099 1px solid; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent">family</SPAN></FONT></A>.one you could sing and<br />play.one you could cry and laugh.one you could talk and<br />walk.one you could do just about everything with.Then one<br />day.it was all taken away.now I sit and wonder were it<br />went.for my family is now split.I am by myself while my<br />daughter .lives with the father.I get to see her once a<br />month.and call her every week.So a family is something in<br /><A class=kLink id=KonaLink1 onmouseover=adlinkMouseOver(event,this,1); style="POSITION: static; TEXT-DECORATION: underline! important" onclick=adlinkMouseClick(event,this,1); onmouseout=adlinkMouseOut(event,this,1); href="http://www.poetry.com/voteforme/poemvote1.asp?PID=12267906#" target=_new><FONT style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: #cc0099! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: static" color=#cc0099><SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: #cc0099! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">the </SPAN><SPAN class=kLink style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400; COLOR: #cc0099! important; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; POSITION: relative">fog</SPAN></FONT></A>.and i will try not to get bog.for it was a happy<br />time for awhile.i guess I need to thank God for those times.<br /><br /><br /><FONT size=-1>Copyright &copy;2008&nbsp;Kathy&nbsp;Arlene Clement</FONT> <br /><br /> <A href="http://www.poetry.com/voteforme/poemvote1.asp?PID=12267906">http://www.poetry.com/voteforme/poemvote1.asp?PID=12267906</A><br /><br /><br /><br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[Mom and Jolene(1/3/2008)]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/mom-and-jolene.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/mom-and-jolene.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 22:59:49 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/mom-and-jolene.html</guid><description><![CDATA[love you I love you says Ma-ma. I love you I love you Daughter replies. Thank you very much. Thank you very much. Lets go play lets go play at the Arcade. No no no no no no lets go Golfing. Ok ok lets go Golfing. Yeah yeah ok ok! by Jolene Desroches (9 years old) [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; ">love you I love you says Ma-ma. I love you I love you Daughter replies.<br /><br /> Thank you very much.<br /><br /> Thank you very much.<br /><br /> Lets go play lets go play at the Arcade.<br /><br /> No no no no no no lets go Golfing.<br /><br /> Ok ok lets go Golfing.<br /><br /> Yeah yeah ok ok!<br /><br /> by Jolene Desroches (9 years old)<br /><br /></p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title><![CDATA[My Daughter\'s First Poem(1/3/2008)]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/my-daughters-first-poem132008.html]]></link><comments><![CDATA[http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/my-daughters-first-poem132008.html#comments]]></comments><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 22:57:32 +0700</pubDate><category><![CDATA[Uncategorized]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://kclovesgod.weebly.com/1/post/2008/07/my-daughters-first-poem132008.html</guid><description><![CDATA[Happy new year !Its 2008!It gets more exciting.Now lets celebrate.Lets give a bow.Its a new year.Its vary near.Happy new year!!!by Jolene Desroches (9years old) [...] ]]></description><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p  style=" text-align: left; "><A href="http://www.thisisby.us/index.php/content/happy_new_year_2">Happy new year !<br /><br />Its 2008!<br /><br />It gets more exciting.<br /><br />Now lets celebrate.<br /><br />Lets give a bow.<br /><br />Its a new year.<br /><br />Its vary near.<br /><br />Happy new year!!!<br /><br />by Jolene Desroches (9years old)<br /><br /></A></p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>
