<?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-1120659394735582549</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:25:29.736-05:00</updated><category term='I Am Sorry You Were So Sad'/><category term='FULLER AVENUE'/><category term='Playing with Pictures'/><category term='Fade to Black'/><title type='text'>Poetry and Pieces for Peter</title><subtitle type='html'>A place for bits of fun and pieces of sorrow, all brought together in love for Peter.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-6761067189975590121</id><published>2008-07-28T19:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:56:44.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because He is Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SX-C_CLyYQI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Lh5bt7Tg_2I/s1600-h/smiler166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296095706240672002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SX-C_CLyYQI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Lh5bt7Tg_2I/s400/smiler166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SGwZp1TX0OI/AAAAAAAABY8/IHrhSBrLjiE/s1600-h/smiler165.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120659394735582549-6761067189975590121?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6761067189975590121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=6761067189975590121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/6761067189975590121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/6761067189975590121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-because-he-is-beautiful.html' title='Just Because He is Beautiful'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SX-C_CLyYQI/AAAAAAAACeQ/Lh5bt7Tg_2I/s72-c/smiler166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-8463346286971033674</id><published>2008-04-04T17:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:44:17.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R_guVlQRRGI/AAAAAAAAAew/BR0dSFBp0zo/s1600-h/IMG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185945919229609058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R_guVlQRRGI/AAAAAAAAAew/BR0dSFBp0zo/s320/IMG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Be Happy! Pete Duel .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I played her music for my heart to hear&lt;br /&gt;I brought my pictures to the fore&lt;br /&gt;And I touched your words with a loving stroke&lt;br /&gt;Hoping my fingers would absorb even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pressed your words to my heart&lt;br /&gt;The one that is hidden from view&lt;br /&gt;I let the tears flow with a beautiful warmth&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I was caressing a fragment of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held your words against my cheek,&lt;br /&gt;Breathed them in; I searched for your scent&lt;br /&gt;But if it was there ever in time,&lt;br /&gt;It seems now it’s long since been spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You held the pen in your beautiful hand&lt;br /&gt;And you must have steadied the paper.&lt;br /&gt;And two small words and your name and a dot&lt;br /&gt;Let me touch &lt;/em&gt;you&lt;em&gt; all these decades later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 4, 2008&lt;br /&gt;For Peter&lt;/em&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/1120659394735582549-8463346286971033674?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8463346286971033674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=8463346286971033674' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/8463346286971033674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/8463346286971033674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/04/be-happy-pete-duel.html' title=''/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R_guVlQRRGI/AAAAAAAAAew/BR0dSFBp0zo/s72-c/IMG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-8708334825687666379</id><published>2008-03-19T15:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:00:22.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Earl Holliman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-F69FQRQMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/edBUfaoNDtw/s1600-h/4x6+peter,+earl,+dennis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179556236253806786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-F69FQRQMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/edBUfaoNDtw/s400/4x6+peter,+earl,+dennis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to tell you I received a note and two autographed pictures from our very own "Wheat"--Earl Holliman, today! If you have read my episode notes on The Pilot, you know I am a huge fan and I think his work on Alias Smith and Jones was absolutely brilliant. I had never written a fan letter before, but I did to Mr. Holliman in February, never dreaming he would actually write back!! I had a few prints made from vidcaps he was in and sent them along, asking him if he would mind signing one and sending it back. Not only did he do that, he signed an 8x10 and wrote me a lovely note also. I am so thrilled!! What a gracious man he is to take the time to make this old lady so happy!!! Now everyone be on your best behavior, Mr. Holliman promises he will visit here soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-F6-VQRQNI/AAAAAAAAAXg/a6wXwLcjXvQ/s1600-h/8x10+earl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179556257728643282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-F6-VQRQNI/AAAAAAAAAXg/a6wXwLcjXvQ/s400/8x10+earl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-F6-lQRQOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/wVQImHN27dg/s1600-h/note+from+earl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179556262023610594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-F6-lQRQOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/wVQImHN27dg/s400/note+from+earl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The Rainmaker"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And now I would like to share with you that I just finished watching "The Rainmaker" for which Earl Holliman won the Golden Globe for best supporting actor in 1957. What an absolute joy this movie was. I laughed through many of the scenes Earl was in...he was so lanky and funny and engaging and young; I sobbed through the scenes between Katharine Hepburn and Burt Lancaster. If you haven't seen this movie before, I recommend you rent it, or as I did, buy it. It is broad and big and theatrical...and absolutely enchanting from beginning to the very last moment. Just wonderful. A true gem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120659394735582549-8708334825687666379?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8708334825687666379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=8708334825687666379' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/8708334825687666379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/8708334825687666379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-so-excited-to-tell-you-i-received.html' title='Earl Holliman'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-F69FQRQMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/edBUfaoNDtw/s72-c/4x6+peter,+earl,+dennis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-6414152927554840773</id><published>2008-02-19T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T10:12:40.754-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Am Sorry You Were So Sad'/><title type='text'>I AM SORRY YOU WERE SO SAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R72iy08ChHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/O3DZcdp7HQM/s1600-h/fade+to+blac1k.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169466941378823282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R72iy08ChHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/O3DZcdp7HQM/s400/fade+to+blac1k.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your beautiful smile and lustrous brown eyes,&lt;br /&gt;So filled with warmth and enticement and smoldering pain&lt;br /&gt;Drew me in as a girl of thirteen&lt;br /&gt;And now, as a woman of many years,&lt;br /&gt;I find my own eyes filled with a new wealth of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have rediscovered your beauty&lt;br /&gt;And I am mourning for the empty decades&lt;br /&gt;Without the exquisiteness of your heart&lt;br /&gt;And talent to share with the world,&lt;br /&gt;And to share with this young girl&lt;br /&gt;Who felt an awakening because of you&lt;br /&gt;And a shattering because of you, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is effortless and arduous both,&lt;br /&gt;To find words expressive enough&lt;br /&gt;To even understand for myself&lt;br /&gt;How your soul touched mine&lt;br /&gt;Before I even knew what it was I was feeling&lt;br /&gt;And how it touches me still to remember you,&lt;br /&gt;Forever in time still young and handsome,&lt;br /&gt;Full of life and offering yourself to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry you were so sad.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry the hearts you touched&lt;br /&gt;And stirred to devotion&lt;br /&gt;Weren't felt by you;&lt;br /&gt;Weren't enough to embrace you&lt;br /&gt;And shield you from your horrible impulse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cruelly you left me;&lt;br /&gt;How desolately you abandoned yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You shattered me; you broke my immature heart.&lt;br /&gt;And my weathered heart still breaks for you now.&lt;br /&gt;When I was thirteen,&lt;br /&gt;My heart broke for MY loss of you.&lt;br /&gt;Now it only mourns for your loss of you.&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Peter. Rest well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 10, 2007&lt;br /&gt;For Peter &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&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/1120659394735582549-6414152927554840773?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6414152927554840773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=6414152927554840773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/6414152927554840773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/6414152927554840773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-sorry-you-were-so-sad.html' title='I AM SORRY YOU WERE SO SAD'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R72iy08ChHI/AAAAAAAAAHY/O3DZcdp7HQM/s72-c/fade+to+blac1k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-7870311332046553270</id><published>2008-02-19T17:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:58:04.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A MOMENT IN TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SX-DYsBgFkI/AAAAAAAACeY/-ddfFT8oYwU/s1600-h/a+moment+in+time.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296096146968548930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SX-DYsBgFkI/AAAAAAAACeY/-ddfFT8oYwU/s400/a+moment+in+time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7ttZE8Cg6I/AAAAAAAAAFo/mxjBcKOZMqk/s1600-h/A+Moment+in+Time+Â©2008+Cherie+Thompson.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In honor of Peter Ellstrom Deuel on the 36th anniversary of his tragic death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;--a simple pencil drawing by Cherie--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12-31-07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120659394735582549-7870311332046553270?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7870311332046553270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=7870311332046553270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/7870311332046553270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/7870311332046553270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/02/moment-in-time.html' title='A MOMENT IN TIME'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SX-DYsBgFkI/AAAAAAAACeY/-ddfFT8oYwU/s72-c/a+moment+in+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-8674200064016838070</id><published>2008-02-19T16:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T11:25:25.974-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fade to Black'/><title type='text'>FADE TO BLACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7zmW08ChFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TewDHyw4icg/s1600-h/finishedpeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169259752156464210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7zmW08ChFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TewDHyw4icg/s400/finishedpeter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7tw5E8Cg7I/AAAAAAAAAFw/goP96MBtYyk/s1600-h/finished01.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No eyes were more expressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when your joy was still intact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when the pain engulfed you so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I watched your eyes go flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if a shadow hid their beauty,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as if your spirit could no longer shine;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I closely watched your eyes those days,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I studied them with mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and when you could no longer hide your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I watched them fade to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I am forced to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that we will never have you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those last few weeks you graced this earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything about you changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your smile was false, your light was gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no expressiveness remained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if the inate core of you went cold,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as if your sweet and loving side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was suddenly hollow and without joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the deepest part of you had died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you could no longer hide your pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so I watched you fade to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I cry now when forced to face the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that we will never have you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend who is my very age,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but wiser and more enlightened by years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just told me "He smiled for us as long as he could.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and you did, you tried so hard to hide your fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if pretending to pretend could make you well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as if with a smile you could make us believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that you were fine and your soul was whole,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that you would never purposefully leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yet instead you made the choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to allow yourself to fade to black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I have learned to accept the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that we will never have you back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October 2, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For Peter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/1120659394735582549-8674200064016838070?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/8674200064016838070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=8674200064016838070' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/8674200064016838070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/8674200064016838070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/02/fade-to-black-no-eyes-were-more.html' title='FADE TO BLACK'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7zmW08ChFI/AAAAAAAAAHI/TewDHyw4icg/s72-c/finishedpeter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-3192181774478285159</id><published>2008-02-19T16:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:17:21.059-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FULLER AVENUE'/><title type='text'>FULLER AVENUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7uD_E8Cg9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/S2vY5Xe-N6Q/s1600-h/last+inside+page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168870117018338258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7uD_E8Cg9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/S2vY5Xe-N6Q/s400/last+inside+page.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;You love coming home&lt;br /&gt;You are not a stranger there.&lt;br /&gt;Your day’s worry washed away.&lt;br /&gt;You replenish. You repair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, you are home now,&lt;br /&gt;Step surely, climb the stair.&lt;br /&gt;Your safe haven beckons you;&lt;br /&gt;There is comfort waiting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;November 17, 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;For Peter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/1120659394735582549-3192181774478285159?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3192181774478285159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=3192181774478285159' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/3192181774478285159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/3192181774478285159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-love-coming-home-you-are-not.html' title='FULLER AVENUE'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7uD_E8Cg9I/AAAAAAAAAGA/S2vY5Xe-N6Q/s72-c/last+inside+page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-7237981179630143077</id><published>2008-02-19T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T20:26:18.208-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a tiny laugh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7uPnE8Cg-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/eSukKdyccYs/s1600-h/pd492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168882898841011170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7uPnE8Cg-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/eSukKdyccYs/s400/pd492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120659394735582549-7237981179630143077?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7237981179630143077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=7237981179630143077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/7237981179630143077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/7237981179630143077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-tiny-laugh.html' title='Just a tiny laugh....'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R7uPnE8Cg-I/AAAAAAAAAGI/eSukKdyccYs/s72-c/pd492.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-6707613643002792578</id><published>2008-02-19T11:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T20:30:20.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Man's Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R8i_kOqWPzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VReyfVvCsns/s1600-h/for+blog1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172594801166925618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R8i_kOqWPzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VReyfVvCsns/s400/for+blog1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120659394735582549-6707613643002792578?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/6707613643002792578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=6707613643002792578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/6707613643002792578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/6707613643002792578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='A Man&apos;s Soul'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R8i_kOqWPzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/VReyfVvCsns/s72-c/for+blog1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-2574975669256490602</id><published>2008-02-17T18:50:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:52:28.452-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Playing with Pictures'/><title type='text'>Playing With Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;High school angst...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-CZak4bh5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PHS_vw-v4OE/s1600-h/highschool.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179308253332080530" style="WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px" height="360" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-CZak4bh5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PHS_vw-v4OE/s400/highschool.jpg" width="477" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my teenage dreams...&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R8YFy08Ch5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/X5xW-DBBpwk/s1600-h/inmyteenagedreams.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171827592843659154" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" height="306" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R8YFy08Ch5I/AAAAAAAAAOA/X5xW-DBBpwk/s400/inmyteenagedreams.JPG" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you enjoying my book, Mr. Heyes?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R8YIqU8Ch7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/SlEfgw6ryJA/s1600-h/heyes+reading+melancholy+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171830745349654450" style="CURSOR: hand" height="255" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R8YIqU8Ch7I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/SlEfgw6ryJA/s400/heyes+reading+melancholy+life.jpg" width="288" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R8YFj08Ch4I/AAAAAAAAAN4/CmX82N6-EwY/s1600-h/How+to+Steal+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120659394735582549-2574975669256490602?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/2574975669256490602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=2574975669256490602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/2574975669256490602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/2574975669256490602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/02/playing-with-pictures_27.html' title='Playing With Pictures'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-CZak4bh5I/AAAAAAAAAWs/PHS_vw-v4OE/s72-c/highschool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-3055474401139091797</id><published>2008-02-15T00:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T00:36:53.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-ngeVQRQqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CM0zPp7PYhU/s1600-h/Rose+1985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181919657972548258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-ngeVQRQqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CM0zPp7PYhU/s400/Rose+1985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1120659394735582549-3055474401139091797?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/3055474401139091797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=3055474401139091797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/3055474401139091797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/3055474401139091797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/R-ngeVQRQqI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CM0zPp7PYhU/s72-c/Rose+1985.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1120659394735582549.post-7964157236957480698</id><published>2008-01-01T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T03:26:23.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>DOROTHY'S NEW TREASURES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My friend Dorothy was lucky enough to acquire these two awesome items on ebay recently, and it is so fun that she was able to find scenes where her treasures shared the space with Peter! Way to go, Dor!! A couple of really special purchases!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Check out the lamp...and it works!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227846142634453266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SI0KXlAfaRI/AAAAAAAABq0/UwXKLE2cCiQ/s320/dorothy%27s+lamp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;She got a shot glass too...wonder whose lips&lt;br /&gt;touched it?? *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227847370104022226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SI0LfBsCpNI/AAAAAAAABrM/bgtbiu8BU70/s320/dorothy%27s+shot+glass2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/1120659394735582549-7964157236957480698?l=poetryandpieces.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/feeds/7964157236957480698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1120659394735582549&amp;postID=7964157236957480698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/7964157236957480698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1120659394735582549/posts/default/7964157236957480698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetryandpieces.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-friend-dorothys-new-treasures.html' title='DOROTHY&apos;S NEW TREASURES'/><author><name>Cherie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06561406080907539391</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_oURcY5RT7YQ/SI0KXlAfaRI/AAAAAAAABq0/UwXKLE2cCiQ/s72-c/dorothy%27s+lamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
