<?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-6106481287849719939</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:56:53.798-08:00</updated><category term='wajib shalat'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='mother.'/><category term='love'/><category term='puisi'/><category term='CATATAN'/><title type='text'>Your mother's First love in my Heart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blogger udin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01443828845340083807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB83IC46VgA/S8dqz9guEkI/AAAAAAAAABo/vpImJSfrnsQ/S220/DSC01179+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106481287849719939.post-7617871361191940011</id><published>2010-04-16T16:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:29:27.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CATATAN'/><title type='text'>KATA-KATA ATAU TULISAN ITU KELUAR DARI HARI  DAN PIKIRAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs376.snc3/24073_1275381840774_1116792178_30635389_2195810_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs376.snc3/24073_1275381840774_1116792178_30635389_2195810_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;untuk setiap kata yang diucapkan dan&lt;br /&gt;setiap kata yg ku tulis&lt;br /&gt;ada perasaan yang membuatku berpikir tentang apa yang telah dikatakan,&lt;br /&gt;untuk setiap tindakan yang tlah aq ambil&lt;br /&gt;pikiran ku merenungkan atas segala&lt;br /&gt;kebohongan yang banyak aq pertanyaan dalam pikiran ku&lt;br /&gt;untuk setiap orang yang prnah malukai ku dan orang mengasihi ku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aq slalu berharap semoga aq bisa berhasil dalam hidup, bersama dengan orang2 yg aq sayangi&lt;br /&gt;orang yg slalu mndukung ku dan mmbantu ku untuk slalu optomis dalam sgala hal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di setiap wktuku,ku cba untuk bisa mnmukan ssuatu yg bisa mmbuatku sllu semangat dalam mnggpai cita&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu aku bisa hidup bahagia tanpa ada penyesalan jika aq bisa mmbuat orang lain bahagia juga&lt;br /&gt;dan diam dalam permainan yg mereka main kan,dan aku kan slalu mncoba agar oranglain tidak prnah mlupakan ku&lt;br /&gt;untuk merawat dan mengikuti kehidupan seperti nada musik yg tinggi rendah nya naik turun,&lt;br /&gt;mencintai hidup apa adanya karna hidup adalah misteri besar yg tidak pernah bisa kita tebak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harta,tahta,kecantikan dan gaya hidup yg brelbihan smua itu akan hancur luluh tak brrti jika kita tidak&lt;br /&gt;bisa mmbawa nya dngn baik dan yg ada hnya akan mnjadi petaka..&lt;br /&gt;perbaiki hidup dr skarang dngn penuh penyeimbangn agar tidak menyesal kmudian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ku coba slalu ikuti alur hidup dengan hati yang penuh kasih&lt;br /&gt;menikmati setiap pengalahan bukan mengalahkan&lt;br /&gt;tertawa tentang masa-masa yang baik dan indah&lt;br /&gt;bukannya mengingat kesakitan yg kadang dapat memecahkan pengharapan&lt;br /&gt;jika itu slalu bisa kita lakukan, kesempatan baik lain nya&lt;br /&gt;akan datang mnghampiri kita..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Nikmatin hidup dengan penuh k ikhlasan slalu mngharap mndapat ridho dan barokah Nya )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wkwkkwkwkw pengaruh bnyak ngopi jd tulas tulis gini...hkhkhkhkhk mudah2 brmanfaat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diperbarui 10 jam yang lalu · Komentari · Suka · Laporkan Catatan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106481287849719939-7617871361191940011?l=nyakdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/feeds/7617871361191940011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2010/04/kata-kata-atau-tulisan-itu-keluar-dari.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/7617871361191940011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/7617871361191940011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2010/04/kata-kata-atau-tulisan-itu-keluar-dari.html' title='KATA-KATA ATAU TULISAN ITU KELUAR DARI HARI  DAN PIKIRAN'/><author><name>blogger udin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01443828845340083807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB83IC46VgA/S8dqz9guEkI/AAAAAAAAABo/vpImJSfrnsQ/S220/DSC01179+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106481287849719939.post-430161868306913260</id><published>2010-04-12T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T16:00:08.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wajib shalat'/><title type='text'>Lima waktu yg qt rindu</title><content type='html'>Sahabat, Apa yang akan kita lakukan ketika ada seorang yang kita segani menelpon kita ? Respon apakah yang akan kita berikan ketika tiba-tiba seorang yang kita cintai memanggil kita ? Beranikah kita tidak menghadiri sebuah undangan yang diberikan oleh Presiden Directur kita ? Atau bagaimana perasaan kita ketika Presiden SBY mengundang kita di Istana Negara ? kita semua pasti tau jawabannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalu bagaimana perasaan hati kita, respon kita, ketika yang mengundang atau yang memanggil adalah Dzat yang sangat menyayangi kita, Dzat Yang Memberi kita segala-galanya, Dzat Yang Menggerakkan persendian tulang belulang kita, Yang Mengalirkan darah kita, Yang Menghembuskan nafas kita, Yang Membuka mata dan pendengaran kita ? akankah kita berpura-pura tidak mendengar karena padatnya aktifitas kita ? akankah kita bermalas-malasan karena secara materi kelihatannya tidak menguntungkan ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahabat, 5 kali sehari Allah SWT yang wajib kita Cintai dan Kita Agungkan mengundang dan memangil-manggil kita untuk hadir di RumahNYA dengan ribuan Malaikat yang akan menyambut kedatangan kita dengan do’a yang tak pernah henti, Allah SWT menunggu keluh kita, menunggu curhat kita, dan menunggu segala do’a dan permintaan kita karena di TanganNYA telah ada kekayaan, kebahagiaan, jalan keluar dan Kasih Sayang yang akan diberikan kepada kita, akankah kita biarkan sepi Rumah-Rumah Allah SWT yang telah kita bangun dengan kokoh dan megah ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisah dibawah ini semoga menggugah diri kita, untuk segera memenuhi PanggilanNYA dalam 5 kali waktu yang mestinya kita rindukan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudah berkali-kali, saat adzan berkumandang, pasti terparkir sebuah motor, dengan gerobak baso diatasnya….disebuah pelataran mesjid, dikomplek tempat tinggalku.&lt;br /&gt;Hingga suatu saat, setelah sholat Magrib, aku coba menyapanya…saat itu lagi hujan besar, pasti nikmat, sambil menyantap baso hangat-hangat..&lt;br /&gt;Mulai jam berapa keluar mas….tanyaku, saya keluar habis zuhur, kata si abang baso, sebut saja mas Amin. dia berkeliling hingga setelah isya…dari obrolan panjang, tersyirat…kata2 yang sebenarnya sudah lama terpatri dalam hatiku…&lt;br /&gt;” SAYA DAGANG BASO, UNTUK ISI WAKTU SAJA AGAR TAK SIA-SIA SAMBIL IKHTIAR CARI NAFKAH PAK....., YANG UTAMANYA SAMBIL MENUNGGU WAKTU SHOLAT ”. Subhanallah.., jadi Panggilan Allah SWT ( Adzan/Waktu Sholat ) adalah Momen Terbaik dan Tertinggi diatas segala aktifitas duniawi kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disuatu kesempatan, saat adzan Isya, kembali aku temukan…sebuah peristiwa yg mengharukan, saat Tukang baso ini dikerumuni calon pembeli…dengan santunnya dia berucap… maaf sudah Adzan isya’ saya tinggal dulu ke mesjid ya…dan dengan langkah pasti, dia Tinggalkan kerumunan pembeli itu… melaju mantap ke rumah Allah…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya Allah…Engkau yang membagi-bagikan Rejeki, Engkau yang maha Kuasa atas segala sesuatu .. limpahkan karunia terbaik Mu kepada “mas Tukang Baso Ini”..jadikan kami menjadi hamba-hamba yang selalu ingin dekat dengan Mu..amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari, kita segerakan panggilan Allah lewat Adzannya…kita tinggalkan apapun kegiatan kita, Allah segalanya…semoga Allah mudahkan langkah-langkah kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dan dirikanlah sholat, tunaikanlah zakat dan ruku’lah bersama orang-orang yang ruku’ (dalam keadaan berjamaah).” (Al Baqoroh: 43).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosululloh telah bersabda, “Demi Dzat yang jiwaku yang ada di tangan-Nya, ingin kiranya aku memerintahkan orang-orang untuk mengumpulkan kayu bakar, kemudian aku perintahkan mereka untuk menegakkan sholat yang telah dikumandangkan adzannya, lalu aku memerintahkan salah seorang untuk menjadi imam, lalu aku menuju orang-orang yang tidak mengikuti sholat jama’ah, kemudian aku bakar rumah-rumah mereka.” (HR. Bukhori)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari Abi Hurairah ra berkata bahwa Rasulullah SAW didatangi oleh seorang laki-laki yang buta dan berkata, “Ya Rasulullah, tidak ada orang yang menuntunku ke masjid. Rasulullah SAW berkata untuk memberikan keringanan untuknya. Ketika sudah berlalu, Rasulullah SAW memanggilnya dan bertanya, `Apakah kamu dengar azan shalat?`. `Ya`, jawabnya. `Datangilah`, kata Rasulullah SAW. (HR Muslim 1/452)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahabat besar Ibnu Mas’ud rodhiyallohu’anhu berkata tentang orang-orang yang tidak hadir dalam sholat jama’ah: “Telah kami saksikan (pada zaman kami), bahwa tidak ada orang yang meninggalkan sholat berjama’ah kecuali orang munafik yang telah diketahui kemunafikannya atau orang yang sakit”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JADI KIRA-KIRA MENURUT ANDA SHOLAT BERJAMA’AH DI MASJID BAGI LAKI-LAKI ITU HUKUMNYA APA ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumber. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/notes/chymut-sweet/5-waktu-yg-qt-rindu/383626366990"&gt;Dari Facebook chyemuet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106481287849719939-430161868306913260?l=nyakdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/feeds/430161868306913260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2010/04/lima-waktu-yg-qt-rindu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/430161868306913260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/430161868306913260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2010/04/lima-waktu-yg-qt-rindu.html' title='Lima waktu yg qt rindu'/><author><name>blogger udin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01443828845340083807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB83IC46VgA/S8dqz9guEkI/AAAAAAAAABo/vpImJSfrnsQ/S220/DSC01179+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106481287849719939.post-2980547122504435336</id><published>2010-01-16T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:23:00.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>FOREVER FRIEND  &amp; Thinking Of YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER FRIEND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes in                            life&lt;br /&gt;you find a special friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone who changes your life&lt;br /&gt;just by being part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone who                            makes you laugh&lt;br /&gt;until you can't stop&lt;br /&gt;Someone who makes you believe&lt;br /&gt;that there really is good in the world.                          &lt;br /&gt;Someone who convinces you&lt;br /&gt;that there really is an unlocked door&lt;br /&gt;just waiting for you to open it.&lt;br /&gt;This is                            Forever Friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down,&lt;br /&gt;and the world seems dark and empty,&lt;br /&gt;Your forever friend lifts you                            up in spirit&lt;br /&gt;and makes that dark and empty world&lt;br /&gt;suddenly seem bright and full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your forever friend gets                            you through&lt;br /&gt;the hard times, the sad times,&lt;br /&gt;and the confused times.&lt;br /&gt;If you turn and walk away,&lt;br /&gt;your forever                            friend follows.&lt;br /&gt;If you lose your way,&lt;br /&gt;your forever friend guides you&lt;br /&gt;and cheers you on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your forever                            friend holds your hand&lt;br /&gt;and tells you that&lt;br /&gt;everything is going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;And if you find such a friend,&lt;br /&gt;you                            feel happy and complete,&lt;br /&gt;because you need not worry.&lt;br /&gt;You have a forever friend for life,&lt;br /&gt;and forever has no                            end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~author unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking Of YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;to see the sun rise&lt;br /&gt;I                            think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I hear a robin sing&lt;br /&gt;on the first day of spring&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see                            a red rose&lt;br /&gt;on the bush where it grows&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I feel the summer heat&lt;br /&gt;on the sand beneath                            my feet&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sit on a beach&lt;br /&gt;another world just out of reach&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;When                            I see the colored leaves&lt;br /&gt;fall to the ground from a light breeze&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;When I look to the night sky                          &lt;br /&gt;and see the sparkle like in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the snow is coming down&lt;br /&gt;to softly blanket                            the ground&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I go to bed at night&lt;br /&gt;as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I think of you.&lt;br /&gt;When                            I'm old and near death&lt;br /&gt;and I draw my last breath&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Rickrob~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106481287849719939-2980547122504435336?l=nyakdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2980547122504435336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2010/01/forever-friend-thinking-of-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/2980547122504435336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/2980547122504435336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2010/01/forever-friend-thinking-of-you.html' title='FOREVER FRIEND  &amp; Thinking Of YOU!'/><author><name>blogger udin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01443828845340083807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB83IC46VgA/S8dqz9guEkI/AAAAAAAAABo/vpImJSfrnsQ/S220/DSC01179+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106481287849719939.post-2039292713147635975</id><published>2010-01-16T16:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T16:21:43.389-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>TRUE FRIENDSHIP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;TRUE FRIENDSHIP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you, it's all about voiceless communication-&lt;br /&gt;always knowing exactly what to say,&lt;br /&gt;but                            never actually having to say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When no one seems to be listening,&lt;br /&gt;you hear.&lt;br /&gt;When I hurt but don't show                            it,&lt;br /&gt;you know.&lt;br /&gt;When I turn away to hide my tears,&lt;br /&gt;you see.&lt;br /&gt;When I feel like I can't get through to anyone,                           &lt;br /&gt;you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes glow just for me,&lt;br /&gt;and I know you're proud.&lt;br /&gt;You flash your magical, healing                            smile my way,&lt;br /&gt;and I know everything will be all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know everything there is to know about me.&lt;br /&gt;You                            know what worries me,&lt;br /&gt;what keeps me up at night,&lt;br /&gt;and what shames me so badly&lt;br /&gt;that I can't share it with anyone.                           &lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, though,&lt;br /&gt;none of those things bother you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've restored my faith in people&lt;br /&gt;and proved                            that there is a thing&lt;br /&gt;called true friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dawn Nissen~&lt;br /&gt;http://romy72750.tripod.com/id14.html&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/6106481287849719939-2039292713147635975?l=nyakdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/feeds/2039292713147635975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-friendship.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/2039292713147635975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/2039292713147635975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2010/01/true-friendship.html' title='TRUE FRIENDSHIP!'/><author><name>blogger udin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01443828845340083807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB83IC46VgA/S8dqz9guEkI/AAAAAAAAABo/vpImJSfrnsQ/S220/DSC01179+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106481287849719939.post-4860683880701827790</id><published>2009-12-29T01:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:45:48.528-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mother.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Everything Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tulisanria.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/ibu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 206px;" src="http://tulisanria.files.wordpress.com/2009/05/ibu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everything Mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;How did you find the energy, Mom&lt;br /&gt;To do all the things you did,&lt;br /&gt;To be teacher, nurse and counselor&lt;br /&gt;To me, when I was a kid.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;How did you do it all, Mom,&lt;br /&gt;Be a chauffeur, cook and friend,&lt;br /&gt;Yet find time to be a playmate,&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t comprehend.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I see now it was love, Mom&lt;br /&gt;That made you come whenever I'd call,&lt;br /&gt;Your inexhaustible love, Mom&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for it all.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;By Joanna Fuchs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mother poems and Mother's Day poems don't always have to be from children. This Mother's Day poem from daughter to mother is from the viewpoint of an adult. A poem from daughter to mom celebrates that unique bond between female parent and child. This mother poem is a gift in itself! Mother daughter poetry is extra special. Enjoy this mother daughter poem for free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;A Sonnet for My Incomparable Mother&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;I often contemplate my childhood, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;I am a mother now, and so I know&lt;br /&gt;Hard work is mixed together with the fun;&lt;br /&gt;You learned that when you raised me long ago.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I think of all the things you gave to me:&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice, devotion, love and tears,&lt;br /&gt;Your heart, your mind, your energy and soul--&lt;br /&gt;All these you spent on me throughout the years.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;You loved me with a never-failing love&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength and sweet security,&lt;br /&gt;And then you did the hardest thing of all:&lt;br /&gt;You let me separate and set me free.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Every day, I try my best to be&lt;br /&gt;A mother like the mom you were to me.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;By Joanna Fuchs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106481287849719939-4860683880701827790?l=nyakdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/feeds/4860683880701827790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-mom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/4860683880701827790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/4860683880701827790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-mom.html' title='Everything Mom'/><author><name>blogger udin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01443828845340083807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB83IC46VgA/S8dqz9guEkI/AAAAAAAAABo/vpImJSfrnsQ/S220/DSC01179+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6106481287849719939.post-8413528155917899572</id><published>2009-12-29T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:23:20.433-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puisi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>mother  is the best</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://andikabayuherbowo.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/kasih-ibu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 238px;" src="http://andikabayuherbowo.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/kasih-ibu.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;mother  is the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mom, you're a wonderful mother,&lt;br /&gt;So gentle, yet so strong.&lt;br /&gt;The many ways you show you care&lt;br /&gt;Always make me feel I belong.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;You're patient when I'm foolish;&lt;br /&gt;You give guidance when I ask;&lt;br /&gt;It seems you can do most anything;&lt;br /&gt;You're the master of every task.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're a dependable source of comfort;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You're my cushion when I fall.&lt;br /&gt;You help in times of trouble;&lt;br /&gt;You support me whenever I call.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I love you more than you know;&lt;br /&gt;You have my total respect.&lt;br /&gt;If  I had my choice of mothers,&lt;br /&gt;You'd be the one I'd select!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;By Joanna Fuchs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6106481287849719939-8413528155917899572?l=nyakdin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/feeds/8413528155917899572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/mother-is-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/8413528155917899572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6106481287849719939/posts/default/8413528155917899572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyakdin.blogspot.com/2009/12/mother-is-best.html' title='mother  is the best'/><author><name>blogger udin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01443828845340083807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DB83IC46VgA/S8dqz9guEkI/AAAAAAAAABo/vpImJSfrnsQ/S220/DSC01179+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
