<?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-3431278957974668188</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:40:13.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayla the Animator</title><subtitle type='html'>The words of a young artist's heart</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-5784989452867321493</id><published>2009-11-16T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:24:15.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Despair</title><content type='html'>The dreaded cycle of sadness,&lt;br /&gt;Spun elegantly as a web,&lt;br /&gt;Designed to keep prey turning,&lt;br /&gt;Till they plummet into despair,&lt;br /&gt;Then the jaws will come;&lt;br /&gt;Yes to the victims's dismay,&lt;br /&gt;To suck the living force of life out,&lt;br /&gt;And continue on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the meaning behind the riddle:&lt;br /&gt;The world is a spider, and you are the fly. Watch carefully and take head before you too are ensnared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-5784989452867321493?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5784989452867321493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=5784989452867321493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/5784989452867321493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/5784989452867321493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/despair.html' title='Despair'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-7924756987599300420</id><published>2009-11-16T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T16:20:54.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working All Day Long</title><content type='html'>The body moans,&lt;br /&gt;The bones groan,&lt;br /&gt;The limbs dangle;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to fall,&lt;br /&gt;Twigs and legs,&lt;br /&gt;They wrack in pain;&lt;br /&gt;Never ceasing to move,&lt;br /&gt;Till given their dues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-7924756987599300420?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/7924756987599300420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=7924756987599300420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/7924756987599300420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/7924756987599300420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/working-all-day-long.html' title='Working All Day Long'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-1825512910931042817</id><published>2009-11-12T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T17:34:51.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Symphony</title><content type='html'>The Sun shines bright,&lt;br /&gt;Yet my love is purer,&lt;br /&gt;The Sun burns fiercely,&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart is stronger,&lt;br /&gt;Since the day we met,&lt;br /&gt;God has been our matchmaker,&lt;br /&gt;From the beggining of time,&lt;br /&gt;Our lives were entwined,&lt;br /&gt;When the nights are cold and sleep impossible,&lt;br /&gt;I imagine thy masculine arms enwrapping me in warmth;&lt;br /&gt;If I should dream a frightful nightmare that awakens me scared,&lt;br /&gt;I'll feel your comforting kiss as it drifts me into bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-1825512910931042817?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1825512910931042817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=1825512910931042817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/1825512910931042817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/1825512910931042817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/loves-symphony.html' title='Love&apos;s Symphony'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-6270418880616625948</id><published>2009-11-10T15:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:02:32.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Quote For Today</title><content type='html'>A melodious sonnet is sweeter then rhyme on air;&lt;br /&gt;Those who venture not into the world of literature are bare to the marrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-6270418880616625948?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6270418880616625948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=6270418880616625948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/6270418880616625948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/6270418880616625948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-quote-for-today.html' title='My Quote For Today'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-931559954930223571</id><published>2009-11-03T10:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:46:48.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December's Lullaby</title><content type='html'>Silver petals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winds that sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candle glows in the darkest night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere far in the mountains,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December sings its lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles of warmth and friendship bloom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horses lead sleigh rides like shadows of noon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter nymphs dancing gracefully,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Across the minds of youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers and mugs of cider meet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couples gaze at one another merrily,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music springs round’ like a bird set free,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear the children now sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Thank you God for our daily bread,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank thee Father for thy loving hand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We our blessed abundantly;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in hunger or need”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the darkness the village sings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“December sings its lullaby”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-931559954930223571?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-1193531556735731729</id><published>2009-11-03T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T10:04:38.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing Time Away in a Library</title><content type='html'>As I type to heart’s delight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes watch the ticking clock tick,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the hand to strike the four;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating my next class at twenty past twelve,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write without a moment’s glance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the clock knows when to raise me best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes need not gaze upon the cold Black Hand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ticking sounds with a rhythmic rhyme.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-1193531556735731729?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/1193531556735731729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=1193531556735731729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/1193531556735731729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/1193531556735731729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/passing-time-away-in-library.html' title='Passing Time Away in a Library'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-6232100127282689812</id><published>2009-11-03T09:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:59:24.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poet in a College Library</title><content type='html'>I sit in a college library,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A library of southern heritage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart is quiet to content,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind strays evermore through the slides of moments,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes captivate people; both known and unknown to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking note of dress and culture;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These eyes study what their hearts express:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are reading quietly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are chatting busily,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have come and gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are turning in due objects,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are misbehaving on the sites;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others flirting with seductive eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some are working with subjects that confound,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meanwhile write what is seen around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-6232100127282689812?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6232100127282689812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=6232100127282689812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/6232100127282689812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/6232100127282689812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/poet-in-college-library.html' title='A Poet in a College Library'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-3506313643454913066</id><published>2009-11-02T13:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:54:45.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Desire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Hoefler Text', Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;Burning like an inferno&lt;br /&gt;Consuming my Hero,&lt;br /&gt;My Flames enwrap him;&lt;br /&gt;As heart races harder&lt;br /&gt;Is this affection,&lt;br /&gt;or impulsive reaction?&lt;br /&gt;Aching all over,&lt;br /&gt;My body is screaming louder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, Gone, Crazy and Gone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a girl falling head long!&lt;br /&gt;Gone, Gone, Crazy and Gone,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is smoldered by your love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight is laying, tossing and turning;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting, dreaming, sighing and hurting,&lt;br /&gt;Day after day I'm driven insane,&lt;br /&gt;This hunger is torturing;&lt;br /&gt;All consuming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone, Gone, Crazy and Gone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a girl falling head long!&lt;br /&gt;Gone, Gone, Crazy and Gone,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is smoldered by your love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-3506313643454913066?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/3506313643454913066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=3506313643454913066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/3506313643454913066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/3506313643454913066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/true-desire.html' title='True Desire'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-282291348642653512</id><published>2009-11-02T13:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T08:23:14.654-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month After the Break Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Hoefler Text', Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;Can you see me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember?&lt;br /&gt;This phantom drifting by;&lt;br /&gt;Is it slowly fading from thy mind?&lt;br /&gt;Is our love an ember dimly glowing,&lt;br /&gt;Or were you simply using me from the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;When we met my heart overflowed with joy,&lt;br /&gt;The heart became a fountain;&lt;br /&gt;Pouring Chemical Romance unto thy soul,&lt;br /&gt;Then the bolt of distrust struck you down,&lt;br /&gt;Shunning your heart and turning from me;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring the tears and entreaties,&lt;br /&gt;You shook your head and cast me aside;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me for one year in the gloom of night,&lt;br /&gt;Then a chance occurs to meet you later;&lt;br /&gt;I walk hopeful towards you from a distance off,&lt;br /&gt;Yet it wasn't meant to be for yonder I did hear,&lt;br /&gt;Two voices familiar echoe in my ears,&lt;br /&gt;Running I did find,&lt;br /&gt;You and her side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No scholar, nor writer can tell how I felt,&lt;br /&gt;A rush of horror, anguish; Betrayel,&lt;br /&gt;I fled knowing the persuer,&lt;br /&gt;For he had seen those eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to explain and  comfort me,&lt;br /&gt;Yet I screamed "no" while running blind in agony;&lt;br /&gt;Never shall his hands hold mine,&lt;br /&gt;Nevermore shall I seek the light,&lt;br /&gt;Only misery and sorrow shall keep me warm at night:&lt;br /&gt;May my heart grow colder and be on fire like a falcon in the dive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-282291348642653512?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/282291348642653512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=282291348642653512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/282291348642653512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/282291348642653512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-month-after-break-up.html' title='One Month After the Break Up'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-4896946631028831890</id><published>2009-11-02T13:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:52:19.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Hoefler Text', Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;O' moonlit night,&lt;br /&gt;O' starry sky,&lt;br /&gt;I'm floating and dancing in the air,&lt;br /&gt;I'm dazzled by your diamond eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The wind feeds my adventurous heart,&lt;br /&gt;So now I fall to Earth smiling;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading my arms out gliding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay upon a bed of grass,&lt;br /&gt;I sniff the blooming buds and relax,&lt;br /&gt;The fruit I eat is cool and juicy-sweet;&lt;br /&gt;I gaze at the universe drifting into sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I soar into dreams,&lt;br /&gt;I'm swept with ease,&lt;br /&gt;Like the trees when they sway,&lt;br /&gt;Then I wake by a warming Sun,&lt;br /&gt;Realizing another day has begun,&lt;br /&gt;What a joy it all is to me;&lt;br /&gt;To love with carefree chivalry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-4896946631028831890?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-2837548285291116161</id><published>2009-11-02T13:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:51:22.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's Awakening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: 'Hoefler Text', Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Swing with me,&lt;br /&gt;Soar with me;&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to dance,&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand as a chance,&lt;br /&gt;Then we shall fly,&lt;br /&gt;To Heaven or beyond;&lt;br /&gt;Let those dreams become alive!&lt;br /&gt;O' lover of mine,&lt;br /&gt;Cast away tears away and fly,&lt;br /&gt;Awaken your love,&lt;br /&gt;Then we shall forever be fire;&lt;br /&gt;Don't listen to what they say,&lt;br /&gt;The people who claim,&lt;br /&gt;That love's only a game;&lt;br /&gt;Just awaken your love!&lt;br /&gt;I see your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;How they shine,&lt;br /&gt;They seem undecided,&lt;br /&gt;But simply trust me,&lt;br /&gt;And you shall see;&lt;br /&gt;Baby you were made for me!&lt;br /&gt;Swing with me,&lt;br /&gt;Soar with me;&lt;br /&gt;I know you want to dance,&lt;br /&gt;So take my hand as a chance,&lt;br /&gt;Then we shall fly,&lt;br /&gt;To Heaven or beyond;&lt;br /&gt;Let those dreams become alive!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-2837548285291116161?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2837548285291116161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-2103286062765309755</id><published>2009-11-02T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:48:20.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Maid of Three Lovers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Hoefler Text', Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 15px;"&gt;Have you seen a maiden,&lt;br /&gt;A maiden with hair of gold?&lt;br /&gt;She once came fronting past;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes peircing with love,&lt;br /&gt;but oh how she became,&lt;br /&gt;A wretched being upon the shore,&lt;br /&gt;As she waits for a larger wave,&lt;br /&gt;To carry away forevermore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then she cries&lt;br /&gt;"Love!"&lt;br /&gt;"What a misery it is to me"&lt;br /&gt;"Love!"&lt;br /&gt;"How it blown so many casualties"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gazed at her yearningly;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why she did wait,&lt;br /&gt;Why she veiled her pale face,&lt;br /&gt;Till the Moon became awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night I heard her sing;&lt;br /&gt;A sirene's sad symphony,&lt;br /&gt;It told of a lover's tale;&lt;br /&gt;Of three men who came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I once met a fellow,&lt;br /&gt;Of noble blood they say,&lt;br /&gt;He was gentle,&lt;br /&gt;He was kind,&lt;br /&gt;He loved me everyway,&lt;br /&gt;But this man led me to a path;&lt;br /&gt;A Virgin dare not take,&lt;br /&gt;So adeau did I say,&lt;br /&gt;Hearing his tears each step along the way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard the maiden sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Woe, Woe! Woe unto me!&lt;br /&gt;I fell for a cunning man;&lt;br /&gt;More fitting for a snake,&lt;br /&gt;He kissed me,&lt;br /&gt;He held me,&lt;br /&gt;And Sweetly called me his everything&lt;br /&gt;Yet still I wasn't enough;&lt;br /&gt;For he loved another girl,&lt;br /&gt;Who left him a year ago,&lt;br /&gt;Twas my burden to let him go,&lt;br /&gt;Thus bittering this innocent heart so!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw the maiden became anguished and saw tears everflow,&lt;br /&gt;for the last lover, she said, was more dear to her then gold:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Gone, gone, gone;&lt;br /&gt;Far away from me,&lt;br /&gt;Does my true lover dwell today;&lt;br /&gt;Sending a cloud of tears to my memories:&lt;br /&gt;He was my guardian,&lt;br /&gt;He was my knight,&lt;br /&gt;He was my dawn of the day;&lt;br /&gt;How I miss his gentle voice,&lt;br /&gt;Which spoke such tender love to me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as she finished, did I see, her stand facing the waves, and then did she return to me the sadest smile ever seen. A shudder crossed my soul, immediately I gave flight; for this gentle creature of the rose, was leaving the world of life. I stumbled, I fell, I urged myself to her with god-like might, but I did indeed see the last of her, gentle dip into the dark pool of suicide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3431278957974668188-2103286062765309755?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/2103286062765309755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=2103286062765309755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/2103286062765309755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/2103286062765309755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/maid-of-three-lovers.html' title='The Maid of Three Lovers'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-288181169799376588</id><published>2009-11-02T13:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:46:11.215-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Elements</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Wind is soft,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Earth is hard,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Fire is wrath,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Water is calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Wind is a Tornado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Earth is an Earthquake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Fire is a Volcanoe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Water is a Tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Wind is air,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Earth is soil,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Fire is heat,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Water is liquid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Wind is adventurous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Earth is confined,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Fire is wrathful,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Water is sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Wind sweeps the Earth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Earth stores up Fire,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Fire cleans up waste,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Water washes Fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Wind cools you off,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Earth provides food,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Fire warms you up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Water ensures life.&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/3431278957974668188-288181169799376588?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/288181169799376588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=288181169799376588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/288181169799376588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/288181169799376588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/elements.html' title='The Elements'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-5524375204773753840</id><published>2009-11-02T13:45:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:45:46.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The White Wolf</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;Shining pools; They tell stories of long ago,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Looking and Watching a cruel world with vengeance,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Eyes that whisper cries in silent bitterness;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Eyes that claim a thousand hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Fur streaked with a fiery white flame,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Soft as a Mockingbird; wavy like grass:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Glazed to reflect the Moon's eternal beauty and passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Claws set to clutch life's last breath,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Canines sharpened to taste blood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Body molded sleek as a shadow fiend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;A tail spun to entice with love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Lips stained in luscious black,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;A mind set savage with cunning wisdom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;A temper slow to please and easy to anger,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;A nature to respect natural law:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;The white wolf is of all.&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/3431278957974668188-5524375204773753840?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/5524375204773753840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=5524375204773753840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/5524375204773753840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/5524375204773753840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/white-wolf.html' title='The White Wolf'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3431278957974668188.post-6021526766876507437</id><published>2009-11-02T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:45:10.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seed of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Two young lovers plant a seed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;A seed of their passionate youth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;They water it with their loyalty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;And let the Sun shine on its embodiment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Waiting for the fruit of their labors to come true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Two young lovers wash away their lust,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Casting doubt aside,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;They dress in trust and forsake the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Down the road these lovers pledge,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;A pledge to love, honor, and cherish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;They are patient, kind, and hardly rude,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;They are joining in life-long commitment,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;The two young lovers now speak the five languages,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Words of Affirmation,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Physical Touch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Quality Time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;Acts of Service,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;And Gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"&gt;They two young lovers have grown their plant, and it has brought forth it's fruit.&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/3431278957974668188-6021526766876507437?l=tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/feeds/6021526766876507437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3431278957974668188&amp;postID=6021526766876507437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/6021526766876507437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3431278957974668188/posts/default/6021526766876507437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiggerstreehouse.blogspot.com/2009/11/seed-of-love.html' title='The Seed of Love'/><author><name>Kayla Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10125068563550247866</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ylQnrhINd1U/SwL3fD773iI/AAAAAAAAAY8/X4PQwj9COt0/S220/av31.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
