tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47320120139137564352024-02-20T00:06:13.120-08:00Aha Wellness PoetryAha Wellness is when you learn to consistently live the aha moments!
Other blogs: http://ahawellness.wordpress.com/Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732012013913756435.post-45123458990750943722012-02-21T21:19:00.000-08:002012-02-21T21:35:35.191-08:00My Animoto Video<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIj_5BR0bKTZ4GCMR0hrXlE1D2Y8OVnDGuVgRF_K0ok82ALfVphfESiladPGbTNCNi_gjU8Ty-i8ASRSz0r85_U7-Sgk2nHoxeYFZ7NAd0zKm_kGxB_eW8g1dj8e1YkWvBlmi9vCywEXU/s1600/earth+angel.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIj_5BR0bKTZ4GCMR0hrXlE1D2Y8OVnDGuVgRF_K0ok82ALfVphfESiladPGbTNCNi_gjU8Ty-i8ASRSz0r85_U7-Sgk2nHoxeYFZ7NAd0zKm_kGxB_eW8g1dj8e1YkWvBlmi9vCywEXU/s320/earth+angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711828331523980914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0tD5hsE22-k/T0R9YdtnyvI/AAAAAAAAADo/RIyuMFsJzoQ/s1600/Rico%2Bdream.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0tD5hsE22-k/T0R9YdtnyvI/AAAAAAAAADo/RIyuMFsJzoQ/s320/Rico%2Bdream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711828086658943730" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://animoto.com/play/rlS9o4VEOtmsfF8w1etx1Q">My Animoto Video</a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAuJ4dtrf3I/T0R9gJSIL_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/DeLZCJidMd8/s1600/red%2Bblood%2Bthugs.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAuJ4dtrf3I/T0R9gJSIL_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/DeLZCJidMd8/s320/red%2Bblood%2Bthugs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5711828218613870578" border="0" /></a>Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732012013913756435.post-42116219617462669902011-08-12T10:58:00.000-07:002011-08-12T11:07:09.295-07:00<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b>The Scare Crow</b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">To serve a purpose for this I was created</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span> </span>Filling this void, I’m labeled with greatness</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">This position in which I find myself, </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span> </span>not exactly what exactly what I had in mind</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Though here I stand with a smile on my face</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Thinking it’s just a matter of time, though</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I’m beginning to make peace with my lot in life</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">learning to exist without much strife</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">I am valuable to my creator</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">So who am I to devalue? </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">The purpose of my life</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJPyTphV4nzQl290_XhdQKC8f_vaPp10GUA8mTAAtPVs5lJRFRapUPRWyZZOPGpRirCrEPAmTUuyw-nPpmiTsIxKmJErLb1bsIvmNU9I6K98UmJPNp8DHJsKW6T0ROF69R71BTBlel_Xk/s1600/D+Garden_2014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJPyTphV4nzQl290_XhdQKC8f_vaPp10GUA8mTAAtPVs5lJRFRapUPRWyZZOPGpRirCrEPAmTUuyw-nPpmiTsIxKmJErLb1bsIvmNU9I6K98UmJPNp8DHJsKW6T0ROF69R71BTBlel_Xk/s320/D+Garden_2014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640031822160729218" /></a>
<br />Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732012013913756435.post-57589410444861552322011-07-26T12:35:00.000-07:002011-07-26T12:38:46.948-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7H4KqrIgmRt65DijxZ92wvGoc3Vzl_r9MLCdjf0_CXokh1rwLUQdX2X0JYL6RIxaOLJHnnK4z7wr7bRNmdxf3vj2wsj72Y_qqtyw9UJDRGd77Ai5Cmirnx9SGIDm7d02xKjDCw0y_OYM/s1600/girl+statue+garden_sharpened+and+color+adj+and+curves.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7H4KqrIgmRt65DijxZ92wvGoc3Vzl_r9MLCdjf0_CXokh1rwLUQdX2X0JYL6RIxaOLJHnnK4z7wr7bRNmdxf3vj2wsj72Y_qqtyw9UJDRGd77Ai5Cmirnx9SGIDm7d02xKjDCw0y_OYM/s320/girl+statue+garden_sharpened+and+color+adj+and+curves.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633747128204818114" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-size:16.0pt; line-height:115%">Adam and Eve<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Eve strolls through the garden the trees are beautiful, the water fountains are huge, flowing and fresh<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >She sits on a bench under the apple tree in the middle of the garden, to watch the birds and butterflies flutter by<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >She looks to her right to see a serpent with a forbidden apple, he explains to her the benefit of taking a bite<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >She eagerly declines and explain to the serpent it is not necessary for her to gain unlimited knowledge<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Because she speaks to her Creator several times a day and He gives her all that her heart desires and more<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >She agrees to ask her husbands’ opinion because the serpent insists.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The next day Adam joined Eve on her stroll to meet the serpent and the same offer was extended to Adam<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Adam graciously declines and explains that there are laws that must be obeyed to promote safety and tranquility but he’d speak to the Creator to see what He has to say<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The serpent slyly slithering away, whispering “Oh, No! that’s just fine<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >No need to bother the Big Guy, He has enough on His Mind”<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >No bother, Adam said, I talk to Him all the time<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >The Big Guy was informed of the serpent’s request and for attempting to break the law, he was silenced and forbidden any access to the Beloved Ones<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Realize We Never Left the Garden of Eden<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >We are merely having a nightmare<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Wake up!</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Laura aka ZenDiva4u</span></span></p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732012013913756435.post-43321307115023828592011-07-21T00:07:00.000-07:002011-07-21T00:31:12.655-07:00JOIN my Group on Flickr AhaWellness, Poerty...<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPj7IcZ2U2u9mbZ3zyyKES1A7wlAMP3oQAw4o89Kg-ScKtJjpTJdDKVTMoDv5Trn1pT3g9fFuTQS02Vuch3RoRNyl8CUzm_TOVTSLsNY6U8J8_ENXq43TmzpGKyO8L2yl0j-Wdk0ZC88Y/s320/IMG_0729_2647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631701502317490226" /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/laura_aka_zendiva4u/5844120515/">TRANQUIL MOUNTAIN HIKE</a><a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.flickr.com/photos/laura_aka_zendiva4u/5844120515/"><br /></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>There may be rugged terrane ahead</div><div>There may be mountains to climb</div><div><br /></div><div>No specific path for me to follow</div><div>And</div><div>I may feel as though, I’m running out of time</div><div><br /></div><div>All I need do, is slow down, quiet my chattering mind</div><div>And</div><div>Listen to the winds whisper to me</div><div><br /></div><div>My Love, You have Eternity to reach your Destiny</div><div>So slow down and enjoy the Trip!</div><div><br /></div>Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732012013913756435.post-73226438732925541222011-07-20T23:59:00.000-07:002011-07-21T00:03:03.204-07:00Capturing Beauty<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpImABpvPjZlHU4ik2QbWoYQ8xtlPkr2mswwD8ObsswdMlqJoQhFK5FZqMWWdnJA78Yr_8OmK7X2rEeb7xbDW8mAhJOMk6dKCjAaIC6zCRnwAVnuLnlI2bqgFWzBau5-fR2r-U4wqBtug/s1600/fishing_0279.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpImABpvPjZlHU4ik2QbWoYQ8xtlPkr2mswwD8ObsswdMlqJoQhFK5FZqMWWdnJA78Yr_8OmK7X2rEeb7xbDW8mAhJOMk6dKCjAaIC6zCRnwAVnuLnlI2bqgFWzBau5-fR2r-U4wqBtug/s320/fishing_0279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631697038569239890" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt; line-height:115%">Capturing Beauty<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt; line-height:115%"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">I see a thing of beauty, with a different flair<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">I see the lines, they pull me in and I’m held captive there<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">Colors so vivid or so sultry soft, Water’s flowing soothing my soul<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">I must save this moment in time<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">So I pause, click<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">The picture is mine.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732012013913756435.post-34210909526770247852011-07-20T23:14:00.000-07:002011-07-20T23:23:26.283-07:00Sing to Me<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLI1HBxBtR8bOaUeldd_mPj0Q6X57vWaz3Q3zen4B_jmYNIpHBY0ER9sN_Vw1Aa-q3V80tPd48UfRK61r75ruHQxhG5vOa7i7qZs0Yn5qfm2Lp4MNM_h_lO57cqqlbUeMLX_V6iS3rftc/s1600/D+Beach_1857.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLI1HBxBtR8bOaUeldd_mPj0Q6X57vWaz3Q3zen4B_jmYNIpHBY0ER9sN_Vw1Aa-q3V80tPd48UfRK61r75ruHQxhG5vOa7i7qZs0Yn5qfm2Lp4MNM_h_lO57cqqlbUeMLX_V6iS3rftc/s320/D+Beach_1857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631685375298104594" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><br /></span></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%">When I am dead, my dearest,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Celebrate my memory<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; ">Remember the trinkets we exchanged,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>As we strolled through life breezily<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%">Set my soul free over the ocean,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>And I’ll blow into eternity<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%">As you dance the dance of the gypsies <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Singing sweet melodies<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%">I’ll look down upon your silhouettes <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>And send you a goodbye kiss<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%">Gently caressing your forehead<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>You’ll wipe away the mist<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%">Of ecstasy as you chase my ascending bliss<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%">Vowing never to forget our tender moments<o:p></o:p></span></p></div>Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732012013913756435.post-36533034973159684982011-07-20T21:38:00.000-07:002011-07-20T21:54:28.290-07:00Picture Perfect!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2TZ5yyx7Jbs6NQCqQjWcLFaGhsI1wddkWgm0KDaFtXn61Xnyvz-rKPJTlMvWmPcgiN44_-IqOQRnVpCobZRHrsNonVoCc4wDfY58ROeE_S7wV3m7My4dgKUt0aYRKiiWar8fBHxQE2y8/s1600/lighten+Charles.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2TZ5yyx7Jbs6NQCqQjWcLFaGhsI1wddkWgm0KDaFtXn61Xnyvz-rKPJTlMvWmPcgiN44_-IqOQRnVpCobZRHrsNonVoCc4wDfY58ROeE_S7wV3m7My4dgKUt0aYRKiiWar8fBHxQE2y8/s320/lighten+Charles.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631663669497255842" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; ">In the picture she’s standing in front of a garden</span></a> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">Taking the trip of a lifetime with the “man of her dreams”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">She smiles at the rose colored lens<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">She’s in the prime of her life but she does not realize it<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">Her only focus is the man standing behind the camera<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">She’s traveling to a distant place, trusting all will be ok<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">He’s shooting this picture with the thought of<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">having her exposed by the end of the night<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">The beautiful garden behind her represents <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">the beautiful growth within her<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">She longs to experience the sweetness of life<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">She’s like a bee, smelling the flowers, gathering nectar <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">So she can produce her own honey<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">Today life is sweet, the flowers are lovely and <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">she’s flying high, enjoying every minute of it<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">Hopefully when the negative is developed<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">She’ll remember the beauty within the print<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">& She does.<o:p></o:p></span></p>Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4732012013913756435.post-78638868753844408752011-07-20T21:28:00.000-07:002011-07-20T23:34:24.377-07:00Mr President<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdesmfrUUla3R5qDn6AMKk-6Bo8qyuHY_hxEbEUns6H2Tdg0ut-GxqhbFLSgzpiDxTuGn2ppZc8Fh8tvqHukmU6kf2idacyNScgvgio28ZTezZBPKK6pP3ckEepq3IZFYa04YEhcRYXY/s1600/President+Obama.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDdesmfrUUla3R5qDn6AMKk-6Bo8qyuHY_hxEbEUns6H2Tdg0ut-GxqhbFLSgzpiDxTuGn2ppZc8Fh8tvqHukmU6kf2idacyNScgvgio28ZTezZBPKK6pP3ckEepq3IZFYa04YEhcRYXY/s320/President+Obama.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631688549068345922" /></a><p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 19px; line-height: 21px; ">A swagger so tight, and oh so fine</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">A smile so charming it will blow your mind<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">A demeanor so sweet and so divine<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">A power so subtle, it’s like a fine wine<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">A layup so smooth and a defense so swift<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">A strategy so profound the opponents are miffed<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">They call him, Mr. President<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">If you are ruthless enough, you may cut his lip<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">And cause him to pause, but he will never trip<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">Because he’s cool, he’s calm, he’s collected <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Always on time, with a strong foundation<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">That’s never far behind. He built it that way.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">He is the rock, upon which they stand,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">They are his supporters, forever raising their hands<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">To cheer him on to the promise land<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">Because the “Dream” has become reality<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">And United We Stand, Divided We Will Fall<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">Take heed my brother and answer the call!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%">They call him Mr. President <o:p></o:p></span></p>Laura aka ZenDiva4uhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14026803278869851964noreply@blogger.com0