<?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-3396824221210917150</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:33:05.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby GIRL</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devi-babygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3396824221210917150/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devi-babygirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>devi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14026293132429945749</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396824221210917150.post-2833498398384952685</id><published>2011-03-29T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:06:55.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lest Go Home</title><content type='html'>It all seems to be shady, can't remember much. The pieces are not all that great. My mother and people running from the border patrol. We see a tree we run under my mom the coyote and the rest of the people crossing the border with us get scared and flee. Mother runs as well leaving me there, under the tree, that big tree all alone with no one in sight. I scream "mom, mama pio, dende estas?" She does not answer because she's hiding. Hiding from the border patrol. She knows I'm scared. I scream and Scream; she feels the pain. She gets out of her hiding place goes to me and tells me it's okay. The boreder patrol see us. My mom gets scared. They look towards us but they ignore us and let us get away. My mom tells me to run to the car, I listen to her, then run. We get to the car and I tell her " let's go home", She looks at me and says, "That's exactly where we're going"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3396824221210917150-2833498398384952685?l=devi-babygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devi-babygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/2833498398384952685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devi-babygirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/lest-go-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3396824221210917150/posts/default/2833498398384952685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3396824221210917150/posts/default/2833498398384952685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devi-babygirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/lest-go-home.html' title='Lest Go Home'/><author><name>devi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14026293132429945749</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3396824221210917150.post-8428306063998685248</id><published>2011-03-28T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T23:52:03.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Girl</title><content type='html'>At 17 with a baby on the way baby your a baby yourself. Is that fear in your eyes? Your scared what to do? Who to go with? You can't run you cant tell people your scared cause your a worrier and you can't lie. Day before your birthday you give birth to a baby girl and you fall in Love. Love at first site. Best time of your life. Two years fly by. Your Pregnant again 19 with another baby on the way. Your mother sends you to the North. The land were "Dreams Come True" and for a better life. Pregnant with a two year old, you cross the border with nothing bud the clothing on your back. You arrive in Down Town L.A. with nothing bud with a chilled in your arms. It's time to start a new life two monthes later months later you give birth to a baby girl. Two babys and baby girl your a baby yourself. You work hard I see the pain and fear in your eyes. Life has been hard to you. You feel like giving up at times baby girl I see it in your eyes. I know you better than any one ever will and I've only seen you cry twice in my life time. Baby girl I see all that pain in your eyes. I get scared for you at times, yet you always keep your head high. Baby girl your a worrior and you'll make it through alright just don't give up the fight. I know it's hard at times just keep your head high. Baby girl I'll always be your #1 Fan. Baby girl we willll make it through together cauase I'll always Love you mom..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3396824221210917150-8428306063998685248?l=devi-babygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devi-babygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/8428306063998685248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://devi-babygirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3396824221210917150/posts/default/8428306063998685248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3396824221210917150/posts/default/8428306063998685248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devi-babygirl.blogspot.com/2011/03/baby-girl.html' title='Baby Girl'/><author><name>devi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14026293132429945749</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
