<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550128798394468361.post8393790142352390712..comments</id><updated>2011-02-21T08:31:59.463-08:00</updated><category term='rain'/><category term='memories'/><category term='smell'/><category term='scent'/><category term='spring'/><category term='antiques'/><title type='text'>Comments on Poetically Yours: For those who have lost their way......</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.poeticallyurs.net/feeds/8393790142352390712/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550128798394468361/8393790142352390712/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.poeticallyurs.net/2010/01/for-those-who-have-lost-their-way.html'/><author><name>Shawn Aveningo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08125526524975971124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_N8n8gUQQtZ8/SaHtbb5u5SI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9gi-9ZUb_Yc/S220/shawnaveningo736---~.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550128798394468361.post-6981472207972117389</id><published>2011-02-21T08:31:59.463-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T08:31:59.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A haunting poem for me. Perhaps that&amp;#39;s why I n...</title><content type='html'>A haunting poem for me. Perhaps that&amp;#39;s why I needed to read it a couple of times to come away with its meaning. No, that&amp;#39;s not true. I know what it means for others, I simply didn&amp;#39;t understand or want to believe what it might mean for me. Right now, at this moment in time, at this crossroads in my life, I cannot see that lighthouse, that becon to guide me. When I look into the mirror I cannot see my future, only my past. Therefore, for me, sadly, this day will not come. Perhaps I&amp;#39;m not as derving nor as loved as others. Perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody Special&lt;br /&gt;LoboNoble</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550128798394468361/8393790142352390712/comments/default/6981472207972117389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550128798394468361/8393790142352390712/comments/default/6981472207972117389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.poeticallyurs.net/2010/01/for-those-who-have-lost-their-way.html?showComment=1298305919463#c6981472207972117389' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img1.blogblog.com/img/blank.gif'/></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.poeticallyurs.net/2010/01/for-those-who-have-lost-their-way.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1550128798394468361.post-8393790142352390712' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1550128798394468361/posts/default/8393790142352390712' type='text/html'/><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='blogger.itemClass' value='pid-1337723942'/></entry></feed>
