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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://writenow.blog.co.uk/"><title>Write Now</title><link>http://writenow.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-EU</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>Write Now</title><link>http://writenow.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/06/94268feafa643ad0a26b05890fbcfd_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://writenow.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/kiss_me_goodnight~176978/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://writenow.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/one_day~176909/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://writenow.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/my_son~176905/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://writenow.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/title~176899/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://writenow.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/kiss_me_goodnight~176978/"><default:title>Kiss Me Goodnight</default:title><default:link>http://writenow.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/kiss_me_goodnight~176978/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2005-09-12T18:10:01+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Kiss me goodnight!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I know something is wrong,&lt;br&gt;
This does not feel quite right,&lt;br&gt;
I lie their frightened&lt;br&gt;
When you kiss me goodnight.&lt;br&gt;
I ignored the rumours,&lt;br&gt;
It is love that we possess&lt;br&gt;
For only,&lt;br&gt;
In your arms, do I find tenderness.&lt;br&gt;
Silently I lie there&lt;br&gt;
My pillow absorbs my tears,&lt;br&gt;
And while you lie there dreaming&lt;br&gt;
I lie awake&lt;br&gt;
With all my fears.&lt;br&gt;
You are not the same,&lt;br&gt;
You have changed somehow,&lt;br&gt;
Instead of making love,&lt;br&gt;
You try to start a row.&lt;br&gt;
Nothing I do is right,&lt;br&gt;
Yet it was before,&lt;br&gt;
I feel the spark begin to die,&lt;br&gt;
That&lt;br&gt;
You don’t want me anymore.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;(C)
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://writenow.blog.co.uk/2005/09/12/kiss_me_goodnight~176978/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Kiss me goodnight!</p>
	<p>I know something is wrong,<br>
This does not feel quite right,<br>
I lie their frightened<br>
When you kiss me goodnight.<br>
I ignored the rumours,<br>
It is love that we possess<br>
For only,<br>
In your arms, do I find tenderness.<br>
Silently I lie there<br>
My pillow absorbs my tears,<br>
And while you lie there dreaming<br>
I lie awake<br>
With all my fears.<br>
You are not the same,<br>
You have changed somehow,<br>
Instead of making love,<br>
You try to start a row.<br>
Nothing I do is right,<br>
Yet it was before,<br>
I feel the spark begin to die,<br>
That<br>
You don’t want me anymore.</p>
	<p>(C)
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;I sit holding your picture,&lt;br&gt;
Whispering your name,&lt;br&gt;
But you just sit there,&lt;br&gt;
Watching.&lt;br&gt;
Frozen inside the frame.&lt;br&gt;
The tears need no prompting,&lt;br&gt;
They fall hard and fast,&lt;br&gt;
Crying over a lost love,&lt;br&gt;
Lost within the past.&lt;br&gt;
They say that love never fades,&lt;br&gt;
True love will never die,&lt;br&gt;
And the pain does not ease&lt;br&gt;
With the many tears I cry.&lt;br&gt;
So do I have to suffer,&lt;br&gt;
When all I want you see,&lt;br&gt;
Is to be with my loved one,&lt;br&gt;
Or&lt;br&gt;
For him&lt;br&gt;
To be&lt;br&gt;
With me.&lt;br&gt;
We made a vow together,&lt;br&gt;
On our wedding day at the church,&lt;br&gt;
And there is nothing in this whole world,&lt;br&gt;
Which could ever end my search.&lt;br&gt;
We promised we’d be together,&lt;br&gt;
Until our dying day,&lt;br&gt;
But you left so soon,&lt;br&gt;
Why did you go away.&lt;br&gt;
How could the angels,&lt;br&gt;
High in heaven above,&lt;br&gt;
Decide to take you,&lt;br&gt;
Could they not see our love?&lt;br&gt;
So now I search for answers,&lt;br&gt;
Continue to question why,&lt;br&gt;
Praying you will be there waiting&lt;br&gt;
When it’s my turn to die.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;© Julie Candlin Weston. 2004&lt;/p&gt;
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	<p>I sit holding your picture,<br>
Whispering your name,<br>
But you just sit there,<br>
Watching.<br>
Frozen inside the frame.<br>
The tears need no prompting,<br>
They fall hard and fast,<br>
Crying over a lost love,<br>
Lost within the past.<br>
They say that love never fades,<br>
True love will never die,<br>
And the pain does not ease<br>
With the many tears I cry.<br>
So do I have to suffer,<br>
When all I want you see,<br>
Is to be with my loved one,<br>
Or<br>
For him<br>
To be<br>
With me.<br>
We made a vow together,<br>
On our wedding day at the church,<br>
And there is nothing in this whole world,<br>
Which could ever end my search.<br>
We promised we’d be together,<br>
Until our dying day,<br>
But you left so soon,<br>
Why did you go away.<br>
How could the angels,<br>
High in heaven above,<br>
Decide to take you,<br>
Could they not see our love?<br>
So now I search for answers,<br>
Continue to question why,<br>
Praying you will be there waiting<br>
When it’s my turn to die.</p>
	<p>© Julie Candlin Weston. 2004</p>
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My son.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Let me guide you through this life&lt;br&gt;
For I have walked it’s roads&lt;br&gt;
I know where sadness dwells&lt;br&gt;
I know where pains abodes&lt;br&gt;
I could show you shortcuts&lt;br&gt;
Cutting corners&lt;br&gt;
Avoiding memories&lt;br&gt;
Avoiding mourners&lt;br&gt;
And from the lessons I have learnt&lt;br&gt;
You can cross the bridges&lt;br&gt;
I have burnt&lt;br&gt;
And from the lessons I’ve ignored&lt;br&gt;
You can see the love&lt;br&gt;
I once adored.&lt;br&gt;
You can laugh where I cried&lt;br&gt;
For you life begins&lt;br&gt;
Where my life died.&lt;br&gt;
For you are my soul&lt;br&gt;
The innocence inside&lt;br&gt;
All the truth in a world&lt;br&gt;
Which lied.&lt;br&gt;
You are my future&lt;br&gt;
And when I am gone,&lt;br&gt;
My soul will live&lt;br&gt;
Through&lt;br&gt;
You my son.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;© 2005&lt;br&gt;
Julie Candlin Weston&lt;/p&gt;
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My son.</p>
	<p>Let me guide you through this life<br>
For I have walked it’s roads<br>
I know where sadness dwells<br>
I know where pains abodes<br>
I could show you shortcuts<br>
Cutting corners<br>
Avoiding memories<br>
Avoiding mourners<br>
And from the lessons I have learnt<br>
You can cross the bridges<br>
I have burnt<br>
And from the lessons I’ve ignored<br>
You can see the love<br>
I once adored.<br>
You can laugh where I cried<br>
For you life begins<br>
Where my life died.<br>
For you are my soul<br>
The innocence inside<br>
All the truth in a world<br>
Which lied.<br>
You are my future<br>
And when I am gone,<br>
My soul will live<br>
Through<br>
You my son.</p>
	<p>© 2005<br>
Julie Candlin Weston</p>
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