<?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-17071730</id><updated>2011-07-28T07:58:25.963-07:00</updated><category term='Life'/><title type='text'>My Heart BEaTs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-1105091308354680503</id><published>2008-05-15T04:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T04:58:42.008-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/0SnIGjFZsmw' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/0SnIGjFZsmw'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love sought is good, but given unsought, is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs,&lt;br /&gt;Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears.&lt;br /&gt;What is it else? A madness most discreet,&lt;br /&gt;A choking gall and a preserving sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-1105091308354680503?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/1105091308354680503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=1105091308354680503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/1105091308354680503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/1105091308354680503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2008/05/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-3294075802566617064</id><published>2008-02-13T21:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:12:34.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kisses... kisses...kiss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/?action=view&amp;current=birdlove.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/birdlove.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses for you dear one&lt;br /&gt;for the time you have spent for me&lt;br /&gt;for every tinny bit of love we have shared&lt;br /&gt;and for all those cherished moments together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss for you&lt;br /&gt;today... hearts day&lt;br /&gt;and to all the days of our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we embark on another new day together as one&lt;br /&gt;in mind.. in soul... in thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with this promise&lt;br /&gt;comes my devoted true love for you...&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;('luv u!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-3294075802566617064?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3294075802566617064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=3294075802566617064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/3294075802566617064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/3294075802566617064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2008/02/kisses-kisseskiss.html' title='Kisses... kisses...kiss!'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-3871297320268345310</id><published>2007-08-13T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T00:42:37.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold on...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RsAKVBq49YI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4INU52gDStg/s1600-h/beteyesnew.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RsAKVBq49YI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4INU52gDStg/s400/beteyesnew.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098086134525261186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your dreams…&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your senses&lt;br /&gt;As life goes by&lt;br /&gt;We aren’t close yet &lt;br /&gt;But we’re sure you have me&lt;br /&gt;As I feel I have you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your memories&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to your mind&lt;br /&gt;As we can reach out&lt;br /&gt;Each other’s aspirations&lt;br /&gt;We’ll make a promise to go beyond our dreams&lt;br /&gt;Then we can be one again .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-3871297320268345310?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/3871297320268345310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=3871297320268345310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/3871297320268345310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/3871297320268345310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2007/08/hold-on.html' title='Hold on...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RsAKVBq49YI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4INU52gDStg/s72-c/beteyesnew.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-4176575010161008070</id><published>2007-04-05T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T18:35:27.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RhTHGPQwjZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Axa3vgUy3hs/s1600-h/betmoody.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049879992179133842" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="231" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RhTHGPQwjZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Axa3vgUy3hs/s400/betmoody.JPG" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;As i sat here staring&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my mind is beyond what is obvious... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Glaring light seeps through my eyes as if piercing through my brain... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ahhh, life!&lt;br /&gt;What has is offered me so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Has it by far surpassed my expectations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;my wants; my needs... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Life! It is an entrapment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;a lair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;an incubation amidst my complexing ego... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What do i need...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Want...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;like...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;don't like...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I'm here now, not yesterday, not tommorow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And i'm here&lt;br /&gt;to stay&lt;br /&gt;to live&lt;br /&gt;to give&lt;br /&gt;to share&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;to love ? &lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=112,height=57,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://c_razy.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/betlips4.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=49,height=63,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://c_razy.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/betpetite.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="window.open(this.href, '_blank', 'width=234,height=255,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0'); return false" href="http://c_razy.blogs.friendster.com/.shared/image.html?/photos/uncategorized/betskie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-4176575010161008070?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://c_razy.blogs.friendster.com/crazy_ideas/' title='Thoughts...'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/4176575010161008070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=4176575010161008070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/4176575010161008070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/4176575010161008070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2007/04/thoughtsof-me.html' title='Thoughts...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RhTHGPQwjZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Axa3vgUy3hs/s72-c/betmoody.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-5798007956241313741</id><published>2007-02-22T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T05:36:28.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/Rd2V5HRLOFI/AAAAAAAAACU/FRtEog_11Vc/s1600-h/hearts_25_1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034344766906251346" style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="49" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/Rd2V5HRLOFI/AAAAAAAAACU/FRtEog_11Vc/s400/hearts_25_1.gif" width="44" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Be careful in letting go of anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you thought were just nothing... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you'll realize that the one you gave away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is the very thing you've been wishing for to stay." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-5798007956241313741?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5798007956241313741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=5798007956241313741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/5798007956241313741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/5798007956241313741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-notes.html' title='Love notes'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/Rd2V5HRLOFI/AAAAAAAAACU/FRtEog_11Vc/s72-c/hearts_25_1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-5608682544875636753</id><published>2007-02-09T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T06:07:28.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RfvnR1fXIoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Bfjn1SpptzA/s1600-h/Bet_boquet_heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042878501373813378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RfvnR1fXIoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Bfjn1SpptzA/s400/Bet_boquet_heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; If we fall in love because someone makes us laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what happens when we no longer find them funny? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If we fall in love because someone is beautiful...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what happens when that beauty fades? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;If we fall in love because someone can provide for us...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what happens when they lose their wealth? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Because LOVE defies all reasons...&lt;br /&gt;when you truly love someone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you can't just find a reason&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you just do! Don't u?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(a friend texted me this... thanks ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-5608682544875636753?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/5608682544875636753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=5608682544875636753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/5608682544875636753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/5608682544875636753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2007/02/love-month.html' title='Love month'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/RfvnR1fXIoI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Bfjn1SpptzA/s72-c/Bet_boquet_heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-116813880871073959</id><published>2007-01-06T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T19:21:23.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An ode to my special someone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/300/414/1600/127104/mamaMary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" height="337" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/300/414/320/729497/mamaMary.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday has gone&lt;br /&gt;Today is almost over&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow has yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And I’m missing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice&lt;br /&gt;Full of dreams and warm thoughts&lt;br /&gt;With desires quite pure&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even tell&lt;br /&gt;Who saw who first for sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost perfect!&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts enjoined&lt;br /&gt;One love… one spirit… one soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you… I yearn for you&lt;br /&gt;‘would like to be near you&lt;br /&gt;And hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Here in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(to my only son, &lt;em&gt;Byron Joseph&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-116813880871073959?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/116813880871073959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=116813880871073959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/116813880871073959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/116813880871073959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2007/01/ode-to-my-special-someone.html' title='An ode to my special someone...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-116564773958700567</id><published>2006-12-08T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T23:04:18.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we two parted (by Lord Byron)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/300/414/1600/666391/apart_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/300/414/320/539705/apart_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we two parted&lt;br /&gt;In silence and tears&lt;br /&gt;Half broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;To sever for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pale grew thy cheek and cold&lt;br /&gt;Colder thy kiss&lt;br /&gt;Truly that hour foretold&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dew of the morning&lt;br /&gt;Sank chill on my brow—&lt;br /&gt;It felt like the warning&lt;br /&gt;Of what I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy vows are all broken&lt;br /&gt;And light is thy fame:&lt;br /&gt;I hear thy name spoken&lt;br /&gt;And share in its shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They name thee before me&lt;br /&gt;A knell to mine ear;&lt;br /&gt;A shudder comes o'er me—&lt;br /&gt;Why wert thou so dear?&lt;br /&gt;They know not I knew thee&lt;br /&gt;Who knew thee too well:—&lt;br /&gt;Long, long shall I rue thee&lt;br /&gt;Too deeply to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In secret we met—&lt;br /&gt;In silence I grieve&lt;br /&gt;That thy heart could forget&lt;br /&gt;Thy spirit deceive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I should meet thee&lt;br /&gt;After long years&lt;br /&gt;How should I greet thee?—&lt;br /&gt;With silence and tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-116564773958700567?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/116564773958700567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=116564773958700567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/116564773958700567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/116564773958700567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-we-two-parted-by-lord-byron.html' title='When we two parted (by Lord Byron)'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-116564720849208958</id><published>2006-12-08T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:53:28.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/300/414/1600/579879/serene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/300/414/320/648821/serene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday has gone&lt;br /&gt;Today is almost over&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow has yet to come&lt;br /&gt;And I’m missing you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice&lt;br /&gt;Full of dreams and warm thoughts&lt;br /&gt;With desires quite pure&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even tell&lt;br /&gt;Who saw who first for sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost perfect!&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts enjoined&lt;br /&gt;One love… one spirit… one soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you… I yearn for you&lt;br /&gt;‘would like to be near you&lt;br /&gt;And hold you close&lt;br /&gt;Here in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(for my only son-Byron Joseph)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-116564720849208958?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/116564720849208958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=116564720849208958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/116564720849208958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/116564720849208958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss you!'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-115429930274303376</id><published>2006-07-30T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T07:49:12.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #32- Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/poemthinking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-115429930274303376?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/115429930274303376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=115429930274303376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/115429930274303376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/115429930274303376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2006/07/heartbeat-32-thinking.html' title='Heartbeat #32- Thinking'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-115429858771879237</id><published>2006-07-30T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T15:50:13.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #33 On Loving...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/Loving.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-115429858771879237?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/115429858771879237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=115429858771879237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/115429858771879237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/115429858771879237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2006/07/heartbeat-33-on-loving.html' title='Heartbeat #33 On Loving...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-115063193265201056</id><published>2006-06-18T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T14:49:17.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat # 31- Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/1600/betsorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/320/betsorry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those times when we get to laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;times when we get to talk so fast&lt;br /&gt;the times when you tried to tell a joke but i didnt get it but smiled&lt;br /&gt;those times when you fill my world with love.. or was it?&lt;br /&gt;times when we both share the oneness in our hearts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are gone now... gone with everything i cherished&lt;br /&gt;gone with my deepest care and passion within me&lt;br /&gt;gone with my dreams of getting closer and dearer&lt;br /&gt;gone with the wind, they say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad, trully sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i don't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;when i can't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;when i should not see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;when i must not see you anymore...&lt;br /&gt;when i would not be with you anymore&lt;br /&gt;when i must not be with you anymore&lt;br /&gt;when i should not be with you anymore&lt;br /&gt;when i can't be with you anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's left with life, huh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have cared&lt;br /&gt;you should have sensed it&lt;br /&gt;you should have listened&lt;br /&gt;you should have shared&lt;br /&gt;you should have LOVED. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-115063193265201056?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/115063193265201056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=115063193265201056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/115063193265201056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/115063193265201056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2006/06/heartbeat-31-gone.html' title='Heartbeat # 31- Gone'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-114998344794726419</id><published>2006-06-11T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T17:06:08.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat # 30- On letting go and coping with it…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/1600/bet_low.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 146px" height="146" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/320/bet_low.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sure thing everyone has experienced some frustrations, whether at work, with a person or in a relationship. Young and old alike, both are susceptible to misunderstandings and disappointments, which leads to bitterness in dealings and emotions. Everybody does a couple of unexpected tantrums (that’s why they are called such, anyway) whenever they are hurt or emotionally low. But do not let them overtake you, instead, learn from it and move on….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds simple to undertake huh, but mind you, it is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coping with the misfortunes and disappointments in a relationship, means a great deal of sacrifice and hard work. It needs one to be brave and honest with the feelings experienced in time. It allows a person to be succumbed to the dark truth, which, in effect causes such sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps one reason for this is: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;too much expectations&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. If you allow yourself to be drowned with the things the other party can or would do for you then, you need to examine yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in realm with another person’s life, deals not only with that person’s well being but also the hard reality of the situation itself. And realizing such, the fact remains that life itself is hard enough to cope with much less a &lt;strong&gt;friendship&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is true they say: REALITY BITES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-114998344794726419?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/114998344794726419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=114998344794726419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/114998344794726419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/114998344794726419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2006/06/heartbeat-30-on-letting-go-and-coping.html' title='Heartbeat # 30- On letting go and coping with it…'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-113610155887173344</id><published>2006-01-01T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T17:06:39.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #29: Where art thou my Jo</title><content type='html'>From thee I begot&lt;br /&gt;Thy love and soul;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From thee I shared&lt;br /&gt;thy passion of thy heart;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From thee I cherished&lt;br /&gt;Thy wisdom of thy mind;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And From thee I offered&lt;br /&gt;my life and spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever purpose&lt;br /&gt;Of thy self to mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall but honor Thy being&lt;br /&gt;eternally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-113610155887173344?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/113610155887173344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=113610155887173344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/113610155887173344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/113610155887173344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2006/01/heartbeat-29-where-art-thou-my-jo.html' title='Heartbeat #29: Where art thou my Jo'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-113609950336358228</id><published>2006-01-01T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:11:43.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year of the DOG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/1600/doggieflowered.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/320/doggieflowered.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Aaarf! arf! arf!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;arf&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;strong&gt;Here, dogie, dogie! Come here boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;As we know it already, this coming year 2006 is dedicated to man's best friend, the ... &lt;strong&gt;Dog&lt;/strong&gt;! What a mighty year it would surely be! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Dogs are nice and cuddly and kind and... romantic in some ways. But honestly speaking, i can't keep any dog inside the house. Outside, perhaps! Afterall, they are out with watchful eyes if any intruder comes breaking in, right? I hope this coming year would give us new beginnings and more aspirations to live a better, more meaningful and friutful life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;With this thought please a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;llow me to say a prayer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;May this coming year &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;lead all of us &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to rekindle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;our spirit with true LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;clear our minds with HAPPINESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;be bestowed with more WISDOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and be given &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;new HOPE;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;May the good LORD grant us PEACE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;in our hearts to share it with the rest of the family;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;And may we i be renewed with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HUMILITY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and PERSEVERANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AMEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-113609950336358228?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/113609950336358228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=113609950336358228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/113609950336358228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/113609950336358228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2006/01/year-of-dog.html' title='Year of the DOG!'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-113436202071412747</id><published>2005-12-12T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T09:58:28.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Holidays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/1600/betgreetings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/320/betgreetings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A time for &lt;em&gt;giving&lt;/em&gt;, and surely a time for &lt;em&gt;forgiving&lt;/em&gt; and for &lt;em&gt;loving&lt;/em&gt; as&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;well&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Christmas season has come! For me it is the best time of the year. Even better than my natal day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, the Lord's birthday is the most precious of them all! As an avid believer of the Catholic faith, i consider these season very Holy. And this is the best time to forgive and forget. Let us just be happy and contended, can't we? With this thought please allow me to share with you a message from one of my priest friend. He sent it to me very early this morning which opened my mind and spirit in welcoming the Holidays truthfully. Here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sometimes we wish we were small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wish we were somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wish we had something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sometimes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;we wish too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;that we miss to enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;who we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;where we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;what we have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And may i say: May this year's Yuletide season brings forth more new excitements, adventures, achievements, inspirations, blessings, lots and lots of new friends! Yes, new acquaintances and friendships who would enrich our hearts with joy and love. True pals are treasures. They are our wealth, without whom one would be so poor, in spirit. We must welcome newbies pleasantly with open hearts but keep our most revered and cherished ones close by . As i've read in one of the passages: &lt;em&gt;Friends are hard to find but they are much harder to forget!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone! May your hearts be filled with kindness and gladness you never have felt- ever&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; As the song chants: "...&lt;em&gt;the joyous season has begun&lt;/em&gt;...".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0.25em"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-113436202071412747?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.logbet.blogspot.com/' title='Happy Holidays!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/113436202071412747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=113436202071412747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/113436202071412747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/113436202071412747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays!'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112955487092761231</id><published>2005-10-18T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T15:53:47.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat # 28: Why do i love you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/1600/betthinkblack2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="205" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/320/betthinkblack2.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, let me see...&lt;br /&gt;I think i love you because:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...you taught me lots of things&lt;br /&gt;which i didn't know then;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you smiled at me&lt;br /&gt;like you never have smiled anyone else;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you gave me hopes and dreams&lt;br /&gt;that a better tommorow exists;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..you shared with me little what-nots&lt;br /&gt;'though they aren't&lt;br /&gt;as lovely as you want them to be;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you greeted me "Happy Birthday"&lt;br /&gt;'though it was not;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;quite firmly but gently;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...you made me feel loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as if love was all that mattered;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...you sang me songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;which lulled my heart up high;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...you brought me to places&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;which meant a lifetime-achivement to me;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;...you played the guitar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so elegantly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and melted me slowly but softly;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, i can go on like this forever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but most of all, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you because:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You spoke in sweet voice &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and uttered words in amazing ENGLISH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yeah! that's it! that's why i... love... YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112955487092761231?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112955487092761231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112955487092761231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112955487092761231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112955487092761231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-28-why-do-i-love-you.html' title='Heartbeat # 28: Why do i love you?'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112842985357241572</id><published>2005-10-04T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T17:05:09.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #27: Here, on the shore...</title><content type='html'>Amidst this vast shoreline&lt;br /&gt;my mind keeps reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;the variety of emotions &lt;br /&gt;within my heart&lt;br /&gt;filled with so much longing and love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skies are bluer&lt;br /&gt;the clouds aren't here&lt;br /&gt;the kids are rejoicing&lt;br /&gt; playing hide-and-seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come! let us but get merry&lt;br /&gt;to where the waves haven't gotten&lt;br /&gt;and there we shall&lt;br /&gt;but cherish that wonderful moments&lt;br /&gt;we never had the chance of getting&lt;br /&gt;while once young.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112842985357241572?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112842985357241572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112842985357241572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112842985357241572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112842985357241572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-27-here-on-shore.html' title='Heartbeat #27: Here, on the shore...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112842976450500145</id><published>2005-10-04T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T05:42:44.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #26: In my solitude...</title><content type='html'>Stillness surrounds me&lt;br /&gt;Sirene but cool breeze&lt;br /&gt;hovers over my face...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cold...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as cold as&lt;br /&gt;the loving feeling&lt;br /&gt;inside that heart of yours&lt;br /&gt;which has lost &lt;br /&gt;its lust and warmth&lt;br /&gt;of the LOVE&lt;br /&gt;we once shared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112842976450500145?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112842976450500145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112842976450500145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112842976450500145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112842976450500145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-26-in-my-solitude.html' title='Heartbeat #26: In my solitude...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112823838291354187</id><published>2005-10-02T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:33:50.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #25: Ang nagabasul ko nga kalag</title><content type='html'>Oo akong pinalangga&lt;br /&gt;Pasalo-a ako&lt;br /&gt;Nagabasul na kining timawa&lt;br /&gt;Sa wala pagtug-an kanimo sa tanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wala na lang unta ako nangahas pa&lt;br /&gt;Sa pagsamok-samok kanimo&lt;br /&gt;Sa pag dumili pag tug-an&lt;br /&gt;Sa mga butang nga angayan ra unta&lt;br /&gt;Mahibalo-an.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unta imong mabatyagan&lt;br /&gt;Nga gibasulan ko na gayud&lt;br /&gt;kining tanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tingali dayag lang&lt;br /&gt;Nga ako pagasilutan lamang&lt;br /&gt;Ibutang sa kalimot&lt;br /&gt;Ipahilayo&lt;br /&gt;O dili ba hinu-on&lt;br /&gt;Paga sunugon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ug kon dili pa gayud kini igo&lt;br /&gt;Mahimo pa nga mahanaw na&lt;br /&gt;Ni-ining kalibutan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apan sa dili pa kini nimo buhaton&lt;br /&gt;Pasagdi ako nga musulti ini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nga ikaw akong gimahal&lt;br /&gt;Sa tumang pagbati&lt;br /&gt;Dinhi sa akong kasing-kasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gusto lang unta ako&lt;br /&gt;Nga mahidu-ol kanimo&lt;br /&gt;Nga maghatag sa tanan&lt;br /&gt;Ug magmahal kanimo&lt;br /&gt;Hangtud sa kahangturan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apan luyo ni-ining tanan&lt;br /&gt;Ako nagabasul lang gayud sa gihapon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112823838291354187?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112823838291354187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112823838291354187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112823838291354187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112823838291354187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-25-ang-nagabasul-ko-nga.html' title='Heartbeat #25: Ang nagabasul ko nga kalag'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112823788971567630</id><published>2005-10-02T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:26:30.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #24: Sa akong pag-inusara</title><content type='html'>Walay tandog&lt;br /&gt;ang mga kadahonan &lt;br /&gt;sa palibot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mingaw apan mabugnaw &lt;br /&gt;ang hoyohoy sa hagin&lt;br /&gt;Nga mi haguros &lt;br /&gt;sa akong mga aping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daw susama sa kabugnawon&lt;br /&gt;Sa pag-bati nga gihambin&lt;br /&gt;Sulod nianang kasing-kasing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diin nawagtangan na sa kainit&lt;br /&gt;Sa usa ta ka gugma&lt;br /&gt;Nga kanhi &lt;br /&gt;gi ambitan natong duha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112823788971567630?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112823788971567630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112823788971567630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112823788971567630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112823788971567630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-24-sa-akong-pag-inusara.html' title='Heartbeat #24: Sa akong pag-inusara'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112823768901148317</id><published>2005-10-02T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:25:40.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #23: Dinhi sa baybayon</title><content type='html'>Taliwala dinhi sa halapad nga baybayon&lt;br /&gt;Akong ma-handuraw ug ma- aninaw&lt;br /&gt;ang mga nagka lain-lain nga mga pagbati&lt;br /&gt;dinhi sa akong dughan&lt;br /&gt;tugob sa pag higugma ug busog sa pagbati…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maduyogon ang kalangitan&lt;br /&gt;nga mi hurot pag-sabwag&lt;br /&gt;sa kasidlak sa adlaw ug maoy hinungdan&lt;br /&gt;sa pag das-ag sa mga kabataan&lt;br /&gt;Nga nanagan, nag dakop-dakop ug nagduwa ug tago-tago…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tana! Mangadto usab kita&lt;br /&gt;Ngadto sa dapit na wala pa ma-abti&lt;br /&gt;Sa halawom nga tubig sa dagat&lt;br /&gt;Aron didto mag tag-baw&lt;br /&gt;Sa kahilayan&lt;br /&gt;Nga wala matagamtami&lt;br /&gt;Adtong mga bata pa kita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112823768901148317?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112823768901148317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112823768901148317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112823768901148317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112823768901148317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-23-dinhi-sa-baybayon.html' title='Heartbeat #23: Dinhi sa baybayon'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112823561952702675</id><published>2005-10-02T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T23:46:59.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #22: The dream</title><content type='html'>It was one December morning&lt;br /&gt;when the breeze was colder&lt;br /&gt;and the grass was greener…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was when I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you there, standing&lt;br /&gt;Eyes wide open… staring&lt;br /&gt;Lips moving… as if singing&lt;br /&gt;Whispering so softly saying…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, I’m here... Come near.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112823561952702675?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112823561952702675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112823561952702675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112823561952702675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112823561952702675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-22-dream.html' title='Heartbeat #22: The dream'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112816804938095262</id><published>2005-10-01T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T23:48:38.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #21: On loving and not being loved</title><content type='html'>Wishing here waiting&lt;br /&gt;Longing for that affection&lt;br /&gt;Put to a test by time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always forgiving&lt;br /&gt;And not expecting&lt;br /&gt;Almost without grudge&lt;br /&gt;But overflowing with undying love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensual yet forbidden&lt;br /&gt;A love so true but denied&lt;br /&gt;Bestowed upon thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be near&lt;br /&gt;And wishing it were real&lt;br /&gt;Probed with trials&lt;br /&gt;But cursed by man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A love unequalled&lt;br /&gt;Thus a love pefected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112816804938095262?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112816804938095262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112816804938095262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112816804938095262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112816804938095262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-21-on-loving-and-not-being.html' title='Heartbeat #21: On loving and not being loved'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112815709224271343</id><published>2005-10-01T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:15:57.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #20: One day...</title><content type='html'>Today starts a day without warning&lt;br /&gt;Molded by time and nurtured with emotion&lt;br /&gt;A day, full of life and compassion&lt;br /&gt;Only to be interwoven with dignity and pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty heart continues to bleed&lt;br /&gt;Longing for that moment&lt;br /&gt;Chosen mindfully&lt;br /&gt;By HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really matters, but life.&lt;br /&gt;And the day goes on…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112815709224271343?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112815709224271343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112815709224271343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112815709224271343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112815709224271343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-20-one-day.html' title='Heartbeat #20: One day...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112814356593263471</id><published>2005-10-01T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:14:31.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #19: The woman that i've become!</title><content type='html'>Meek, happy and contented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of life and true to the other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always giving and not expecting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realizing her man’s needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping, praying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never undermining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But always believing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That someday, somehow, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There awaits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life becomes endless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112814356593263471?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112814356593263471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112814356593263471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112814356593263471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112814356593263471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-19-woman-that-ive-become.html' title='Heartbeat #19: The woman that i&apos;ve become!'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112814333839934191</id><published>2005-10-01T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:13:44.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #18:IKAW (Filipino version of "It's You!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Naghandum ako kanimo karon akong pinang-ga&lt;br /&gt;Sama sa paghandum nako sa mga kahilayan sa kalibutan…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ra gayud ang akong gipangandoy&lt;br /&gt;nga mahiduol mag-lingkod tupad diha sa gamay apan maanindot nga banku…&lt;br /&gt;ikaw ra gayud ang akong gidamgo sa kada yugto sa higayon&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ra gayud and gipangaliya ug gipangga nga makauban&lt;br /&gt;Ikaw ra gayud ang akong mahagkan,mahatagan ug masaaran…&lt;br /&gt;Ug Ikaw ra gayud ang akong matug anan.&lt;br /&gt;Pagkanindot ba diay sa kinabuhi&lt;br /&gt;kung ikaw ana-a kanunay&lt;br /&gt;sa akong tupad&lt;br /&gt;karon&lt;br /&gt;ug&lt;br /&gt;sa matag-unya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112814333839934191?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112814333839934191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112814333839934191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112814333839934191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112814333839934191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-18ikaw-filipino-version-of.html' title='Heartbeat #18:IKAW &lt;/a&gt;(Filipino version of &quot;It&apos;s You!)'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112814312624643361</id><published>2005-10-01T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T23:23:41.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #17: 21st Century Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/S9vGhiXphEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/hVOJjbWZP1c/s1600/21st-century-woman.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/S9vGhiXphEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/hVOJjbWZP1c/s320/21st-century-woman.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466180852208206914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaring high, among the cold beams of limelight&lt;br /&gt;Softly spreading her gems, amidst the clouds of dreams&lt;br /&gt;Then briefly but gently, she slides down the isle…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her gaze is deep, her mind focused&lt;br /&gt;Her wholeness embraces humanity…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is fun and kind and sweet&lt;br /&gt;She is simple yet possesses brilliance&lt;br /&gt;Unequalled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has emerged high, far from yesterday’s passion&lt;br /&gt;She has changed…bloomed, almost like a dandelion&lt;br /&gt;But smarter…nimbler… more provocative than ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More intimate… but secretive, she is full of life and intellect&lt;br /&gt;She sways much more graceful than a swan does its tail&lt;br /&gt;She is the novel girl… the woman she has become ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is she...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112814312624643361?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112814312624643361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112814312624643361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112814312624643361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112814312624643361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-17-21st-century-lady.html' title='Heartbeat #17: 21st Century Lady'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h64NXy8gD8w/S9vGhiXphEI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/hVOJjbWZP1c/s72-c/21st-century-woman.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112814003902211178</id><published>2005-10-01T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:12:07.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #16: Morning dew</title><content type='html'>As the shadows of dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softly creeps through December fog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving way to early morning sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filled with the promise of brighter days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does this heartfelt gesture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of Love and affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poured unto you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This very moment and onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112814003902211178?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112814003902211178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112814003902211178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112814003902211178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112814003902211178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-16-morning-dew.html' title='Heartbeat #16: Morning dew'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813997929076708</id><published>2005-10-01T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:11:34.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #15: A remorseful soul…</title><content type='html'>I am sorry&lt;br /&gt;So sorry I ruined your day&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my style of not telling you everything&lt;br /&gt;I regret it deeply. I was a fool then… that I know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not have messed up with you&lt;br /&gt;It was so wrong of me. I deserve to be punished&lt;br /&gt;Erased&lt;br /&gt;Wiped out&lt;br /&gt;Buried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you do please let me tell you&lt;br /&gt;How much I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply care for you&lt;br /&gt;Want to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Likes to share with you&lt;br /&gt;All that I have…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still if it isn’t enough&lt;br /&gt;You can take away my soul&lt;br /&gt;Burn it in hell&lt;br /&gt;and let it fade away for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I would still be sorry&lt;br /&gt;…eternally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813997929076708?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813997929076708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813997929076708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813997929076708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813997929076708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-15-remorseful-soul.html' title='Heartbeat #15: A remorseful soul…'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813932618759719</id><published>2005-10-01T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:10:56.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #14: For You!</title><content type='html'>My dearest...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say these two powerful words forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For they are not mere letters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are my emotions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me love you like this my way, because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are one beautiful creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To deserve such wonderful feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust that you keep it in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With utmost care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i am old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you are around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you be near me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside my death bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetry.com/Publications/display.asp?ID=P5800329&amp;BN=999&amp;amp;PN=1"&gt;entry # 2 - http://www.Poetry.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813932618759719?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813932618759719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813932618759719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813932618759719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813932618759719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-14-for-you.html' title='Heartbeat #14: For You!'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813918039590699</id><published>2005-10-01T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:10:08.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #13: Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I thought of you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same thought that haunts me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since I first met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were so naive then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have that great smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whom everyone loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you are an Angel from up there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to console us down here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give love and affection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but love only meant for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dear brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sweet sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or even for a mother . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are so near yet so far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;far enough I couldn't touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far I could not even kiss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in spite of these obstacles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy to know you are always here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetry.com/Publications/display.asp?ID=P3446572&amp;BN=365&amp;amp;PN=1"&gt;(entry # 1 http://www.Poetry.com)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813918039590699?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813918039590699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813918039590699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813918039590699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813918039590699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-13-thoughts.html' title='Heartbeat #13: Thoughts'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813899732241505</id><published>2005-10-01T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:09:15.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #12: Just thinking</title><content type='html'>I thought of the birds&lt;br /&gt;When they chirp on early mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of the wind&lt;br /&gt;Hovering around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought of all the nice things&lt;br /&gt;I see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... I thought of you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... Today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813899732241505?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813899732241505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813899732241505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813899732241505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813899732241505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-12-just-thinking.html' title='Heartbeat #12: Just thinking'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813888802734258</id><published>2005-10-01T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:08:33.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #11: Goodnight...</title><content type='html'>Tonight I shall&lt;br /&gt;But sleep early&lt;br /&gt;For always there is the promise&lt;br /&gt;Of beautiful mornings&lt;br /&gt;Through wary nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And together with God’s&lt;br /&gt;Words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;May we cherish&lt;br /&gt;A peaceful but&lt;br /&gt;Dreamful slumber.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813888802734258?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813888802734258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813888802734258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813888802734258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813888802734258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-11-goodnight.html' title='Heartbeat #11: Goodnight...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813852819314468</id><published>2005-10-01T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:07:53.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #10: LIVE... not just exist!</title><content type='html'>Ah… LIFE! It’s so beautiful, isn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won’t it be just right to feel it and be alive?&lt;br /&gt;After all, it is the greatest gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed life is a gift&lt;br /&gt;And gifts are treasured&lt;br /&gt;Gifts are cherished&lt;br /&gt;Gifts are loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you are in love&lt;br /&gt;You feel right&lt;br /&gt;You feel good&lt;br /&gt;So good it seems like nothing else matters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why frown when you can smile&lt;br /&gt;Why worry when somebody cares&lt;br /&gt;So live to feel… Care to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just by being there… but wanting&lt;br /&gt;Not just wait… but lead&lt;br /&gt;Not just receive… but give&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not just exist… but LIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poetry.com/Publications/display.asp?ID=P5800329&amp;BN=999&amp;amp;PN=2"&gt;(entry #3- www.poetry.com)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813852819314468?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813852819314468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813852819314468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813852819314468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813852819314468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-10-live-not-just-exist.html' title='Heartbeat #10: LIVE... not just exist!'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813829416970018</id><published>2005-10-01T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:07:06.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #9: Remember?</title><content type='html'>the first time we talked...&lt;br /&gt;your sweet voice echoed&lt;br /&gt;through my mind&lt;br /&gt;‘twas a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time we spoke...&lt;br /&gt;tears ran down my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;solitarily fearful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time we touched...&lt;br /&gt;you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;I held yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time we touched...&lt;br /&gt;we kissed, on the cheeks&lt;br /&gt;then on the lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...remember?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813829416970018?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813829416970018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813829416970018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813829416970018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813829416970018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-9-remember.html' title='Heartbeat #9: Remember?'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813817445165817</id><published>2005-10-01T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:06:29.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #8: Touch</title><content type='html'>Let me touch you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra beat of LOVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart murmured…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813817445165817?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813817445165817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813817445165817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813817445165817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813817445165817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-8-touch.html' title='Heartbeat #8: Touch'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813795460959317</id><published>2005-10-01T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:05:54.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #7: It's You</title><content type='html'>I miss you today my dearest&lt;br /&gt;Just as I miss most of life’s best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s you I’ve always wanted&lt;br /&gt;To be near and sit beside with in that petite but cozy bench…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s you I dreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Every second of every hour…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s you I cherish and care and share…&lt;br /&gt;It’s you I kiss and give and promise…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is only you whom I can be open with…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so good to know how lovely life is!&lt;br /&gt;With you on my side&lt;br /&gt;Today and always!&lt;div 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You'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813785020016041</id><published>2005-10-01T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:05:07.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #6: My thoughts</title><content type='html'>My dearest,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say these two beautiful words forever&lt;br /&gt;For they aren't mere letters&lt;br /&gt;They are my emotions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me love you like this, my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are such a wondeful person to deserve such wonderful feelings...&lt;br /&gt;I trust that you keep it in you with utmost care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i'm old and you are around&lt;br /&gt;May you be beside me in my death bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813785020016041?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813785020016041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813785020016041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813785020016041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813785020016041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-6-my-thoughts.html' title='Heartbeat #6: My thoughts'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813776107084742</id><published>2005-10-01T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:04:22.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #5: Friends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Today, as always been&lt;br /&gt;Was such a fulfilled day for me&lt;br /&gt;So I asked myself, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it because...I got high grades?&lt;br /&gt;Or because...I saw the latest movie in town?&lt;br /&gt;Or might be because... I have bought new things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize I am happy not because of so many things&lt;br /&gt;But because of one single but very important reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to know you, and you came to know me!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we are but FRIENDS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813776107084742?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813776107084742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813776107084742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813776107084742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813776107084742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-5-friends.html' title='Heartbeat #5: Friends...'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813763644880894</id><published>2005-10-01T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:03:32.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #4: Why?... What?... How?</title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;For some time now i kept thinking why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- why on earth did our paths crossed?&lt;br /&gt;- why did i get to meet you?&lt;br /&gt;- why did you become close to me?&lt;br /&gt;- why did i see you the way i do now?&lt;br /&gt;- why are these happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;- why are we friends today?&lt;br /&gt;- why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for what unfathomed reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what made me feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;- what made you decide to become close to me?&lt;br /&gt;- what did i do to deserve such a true and gorgeous friend like you?&lt;br /&gt;- what made all these possible now?&lt;br /&gt;- what have you been thinking when you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How may one understand ?&lt;br /&gt;- how did you react when i said you are one great creation?&lt;br /&gt;- how are things with you before you met me?&lt;br /&gt;- how come you did not resent my friendship?&lt;br /&gt;- how mad did you get knowing i like you?&lt;br /&gt;- how easy could you ignore me and forget about me but didnt?&lt;br /&gt;- how are things with you now that i keep flashing into your life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you have answers for all these inquiries because i don't. I only have thoughts and feelings and cares and dreams and hopes and wishes and prayers for you forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813763644880894?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813763644880894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813763644880894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813763644880894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813763644880894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-4-why-what-how.html' title='Heartbeat #4: Why?... What?... How?'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112813737304075200</id><published>2005-10-01T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:02:50.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #3: Today</title><content type='html'>I made a promise to myself&lt;br /&gt;Not to cry for any reason but Love&lt;br /&gt;It seemed impossible a task to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made another promise&lt;br /&gt;To love and be loved for love's sake&lt;br /&gt;Then it seemed worthwhile to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I loved and still love&lt;br /&gt;And will continue to love&lt;br /&gt;To my heart's content until I can&lt;br /&gt;Then I did no promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what good does promises bring&lt;br /&gt;When all you can do is feel and care and love... Always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112813737304075200?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112813737304075200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112813737304075200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813737304075200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112813737304075200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-3-today.html' title='Heartbeat #3: Today'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112812970004169317</id><published>2005-10-01T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:01:58.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #2: My happy Heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/sylvesterbet5.jpg" align="left" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.logbet.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-notes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;How Do I Love Thee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elizabeth Barrett Browning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;How do I love thee? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Let me count the ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;when feeling out of sight for the ends of being and ideal grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I love thee to the level of every day's most quiet need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;by sun and candle-light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I love thee freely, as men strive for right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I love thee with the passion put to use in my old griefs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;and with my childhood's faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears, of all my life and if God chooses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I shall but love thee better after death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112812970004169317?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112812970004169317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112812970004169317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112812970004169317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112812970004169317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/10/heartbeat-2-my-happy-heart.html' title='Heartbeat #2: My happy Heart!'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17071730.post-112755965347144076</id><published>2005-09-24T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T00:00:09.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbeat #1: The heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/1600/heart_5252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/300/414/400/heart_5252.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The heart is the pumping station of our body, bringing in and out blood to circulate every tip of vein there is. With every beat it sends off life carrying oxygen and food to all the cells inside us. When the heart stops pumping,we would die unless a gadget which specifically oxygenates our blood and make to circulate all over our body is placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One interesting story about the heart goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;                 "Tomorrow morning," the surgeon began, "I'll open up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; your heart..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; "You'll find Jesus there," the boy interrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; The surgeon looked up, annoyed "I'll cut your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; open," he continued, to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;see how much damage has been done..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But when you open up my heart, you'll find Jesus in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; there," said the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; The surgeon looked to the parents, who sat quietly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; "When I see how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;damage has been done, I'll sew your heart and chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; back up, and I'll plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;what to do next."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But you'll find Jesus in my heart. The Bible says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; He lives there. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;hymns all say He lives there. You'll find Him in my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; The surgeon had had enough. "I'll tell you what I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; find in your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll find damaged muscle, low blood supply, and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; weakened vessels. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I'll find out if I can make you well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You'll find Jesus there too. He lives there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;The surgeon sat in his office, recording his notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; from the surgery, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"...damaged aorta, damaged pulmonary vein,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; widespread muscle degeneration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; No hope for transplant, no hope for cure. Therapy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; painkillers and bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;rest. Prognosis:" here he paused, "death within one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; year." He stopped the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;recorder, but there was more to be said. "Why?" he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; asked aloud. "Why did &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;You do this? You've put him here; You've put him in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; this pain; and You've &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;cursed him to an early death. Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered and said, "The boy, My lamb, was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; not meant for your flock &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;for long, for he is a part of My flock, and will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; forever be. Here, in My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;flock, he will feel no pain, and will be comforted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; as you cannot imagine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; His parents will one day join him here, and they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; will know peace, and My &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;flock will continue to grow."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon's tears were hot, but his anger was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; hotter. "You created that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;boy, and You created that heart. He'll be dead in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; months. Why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord answered, "The boy, My lamb, shall return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; to My flock, for He has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Done his duty: I did not put My lamb with your flock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; to lose him, but to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;retrieve another lost lamb."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon wept. The surgeon sat beside the boy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; bed; the boy's parents &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;sat across from him. The boy awoke and whispered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; "Did you cut open my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;heart?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes," said the surgeon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What did you find?" asked the boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; "I found Jesus there," said the surgeon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17071730-112755965347144076?l=heartblogbeats.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/feeds/112755965347144076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17071730&amp;postID=112755965347144076&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112755965347144076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17071730/posts/default/112755965347144076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heartblogbeats.blogspot.com/2005/09/heartbeat-1-heart.html' title='Heartbeat #1: The heart'/><author><name>Ms.B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18427143952861341386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y69/razyneth/mapict.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
