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		<title>Daddy&#8217;s Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>** Tatiana Caldwell **</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Diary]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Relationships]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Every year my Daddy complains that fathers never get the kind of attention on Father’s day that moms get on Mother’s day. I usually laugh at him. Because I spoil him on Father’s day. He’s gotten rings, video cameras, DVD players, taken out to his favorite restaurants, gift certificates, massages, mp3 players, etc. I would [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><h3><span style="font-weight: normal;">Every year my Daddy complains that fathers never get the kind of attention on Father’s day that moms get on Mother’s day. I usually laugh at him. Because I spoil him on Father’s day. He’s gotten rings, video cameras, DVD players, taken out to his favorite restaurants, gift certificates, massages, mp3 players, etc. I would usually respond like, “Whatchutalkinbout Daddy?”<br />
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<h3><span style="font-weight: normal;">So let me do something for my father today that I have never done before. Write an online tribute!  </span></h3>
<p><span style="font-weight: normal;">Dad, you are truly a man like no other. A role model for your son, a faithful husband to my mother. You ensure that our family supports one another. You are a hard working man, and a proud black brother.</span></p>
<p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212145855163167362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kUr8A8Lgv5U/SFVDCkaGcoI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DAA7ksxWGBA/s320/1985.gif" border="0" alt="" /></p>
<p align="center">Your deeply rooted faith makes you a man who can not break. There’s no way to clearly state how much that I appreciate the things you do, the stuff you take, all just for your family’s sake. A great example – you do make.</p>
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You stay strong and optimistic no matter what is thrown your way. You kiss freely, you hug tightly, you laugh aloud and you play. You say you miss me, that you love me and for me you say you pray. I don’t pray so often, but I’m grateful for you every day.</p>
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You&#8217;re the one who always tells me &#8220;You can do it. Yes you can”. You are the very standard I uphold to every man. Your generosity is absolutely greater than anyone I know. And I know no greater man.</p>
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<p> 
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<p style="text-align: center; ">Happy Father’s Day, Dad. I love you.</p>
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		<title>You Are The Reason Why I Feel Loved. You Are The One.</title>
		<link>http://tatianacaldwell.com/2008/06/you-are-the-reason-why-i-feel-loved-you-are-the-one/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 13:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>** Tatiana Caldwell **</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Relationships]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Romance Talk]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[This poem is dedicated to my husband. I thank God and your momma for this day. This day that you were born.  Happy Birthday my love. You are – The reason I laugh The reason I cry When facing tough paths You’re the reason I try You are the reason. You are – Why I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><h2 style="text-align: center; "><span style="font-weight: normal;">This poem is dedicated to my husband. I thank God and your momma for this day. This day that you were born.</span> </h2>
<h2 style="text-align: center; ">Happy Birthday my love.</h2>
<p><em><strong><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
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<p style="text-align: center; "><em><strong></strong></em><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kUr8A8Lgv5U/SE5_qQJsKQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kKTdv4L9QxQ/s1600-h/moonlight.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210242182781085954" class="aligncenter" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kUr8A8Lgv5U/SE5_qQJsKQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/kKTdv4L9QxQ/s320/moonlight.jpg" border="0" alt="" width="196" height="320" /></a></p>
<p><strong>You are</strong> –<br />
The reason I laugh<br />
The reason I cry<br />
When facing tough paths<br />
You’re the reason I try</p>
<p>You are <strong>the reason</strong>.</p>
<p>You are –</p>
<p>Why I feel I can make it<br />
Why I feel I can do it<br />
Why I feel I can take it<br />
Like there’s nothing to it</p>
<p>You are <strong>why I feel</strong>.</p>
<p>You are –</p>
<p>Loved when you’re sleeping<br />
Loved when we’re walking<br />
You are loved when I’m angry<br />
And silent – so keep talking</p>
<p>You are <strong>loved</strong>.</p>
<p>You are –</p>
<p>The one moon of my night<br />
The one half of my soul<br />
The one thing in my life<br />
That can make me feel whole</p>
<p><strong>You are the one</strong>.</p>
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		<title>Divorce! (A Song)</title>
		<link>http://tatianacaldwell.com/2008/04/divorce-a-song/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 15:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>** Tatiana Caldwell **</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[funny]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[song]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Due to time constraints, unfortunately there is not a new completed graphic short story this week. Expect to see one next week, though! I would like to share this funny song I wrote a couple years ago for no good reason. PLEASE NOTE that it is just a song and in no way reflects my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p></p><h3>Due to time constraints, unfortunately there is not a new completed graphic short story this week. Expect to see one next week, though!<br />
<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kUr8A8Lgv5U/SAjJim6IyjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dotysyc7n1U/s1600-h/divorce-decree.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190620166941624882" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kUr8A8Lgv5U/SAjJim6IyjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/dotysyc7n1U/s320/divorce-decree.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></h3>
<h3>I would like to share this funny song I wrote a couple years ago for no good reason. PLEASE NOTE that it is just a song and in no way reflects my real life! My husband has not been busted acting up and we are certainly not discussing a divorce!</h3>
<h3>However, whenever he is getting on my nerves, I do often sing the chorus to him! Ha! Please don&#8217;t ask me to sing it for you all, though. Trust me, I can write songs waaaaay better than I can sing them.</h3>
<p class="MsoNormal"> </p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I am unhappy with you<br />
Wish you did what you used to<br />
Hate the shit that you do, do<br />
Wonder why I said I DO</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">You used to say that you love me<br />
You’d put no one else above me<br />
Now you don’t even hug me<br />
Or even stop to think of me</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">When I speak you don’t hear me<br />
I feel no love when you’re near me<br />
There’s no comfort when I’m teary<br />
And you’re always gone…SO THAT’S WHY WE ARE</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>(CHORUS 2x)<br />
We’re gonna get a divorce!<br />
You and me we, are through!<br />
I am so done, with you!<br />
Doo-doo Doo Doo Doo-doo!</em></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em></em>Tired of all of your lies<br />
Done with all of my cries<br />
This relationship I now despise<br />
You’ve used up all of our tries</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">I’m not taking no more, now<br />
Go on out with your whore, now<br />
Don’t have to sneak out the door, now<br />
Just don’t come back no more, now</p>
<p>Didn’t have to confess, I just know<br />
Now you know that I know, so just go<br />
And I was faithful to you, though<br />
And you&#8217;re so wrong…SO THAT’S WHY WE ARE
</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><em>(CHORUS 2X)<br />
We’re gonna get a divorce!<br />
You and me we, are through!<br />
I am so done, with you!<br />
Doo-doo Doo Doo Doo-doo!</em>
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<p class="MsoNormal"><em></em></p>
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