<?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-8633417911751738022</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:37:45.969-08:00</updated><category term='POEMS'/><title type='text'>anna sahadeo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anna Sahadeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00110302667545535219</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>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8633417911751738022.post-5844231305956019598</id><published>2010-03-12T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T15:55:25.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELF PUBLISHED BOOK - "REFLECTIONS"  BY ANNA SAHADEO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/StHYjQNpE_I/AAAAAAAAADE/ecOhWzCnbV8/s1600-h/book+cover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391328329098400754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/StHYjQNpE_I/AAAAAAAAADE/ecOhWzCnbV8/s320/book+cover.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Reflections is a compilation of contemporary prose poems which were written during the Poet’s teenage years and early adulthood. It reveals a rare visionary Poet who dares to defy the rules of traditional poetry. The Poet wove together personal experiences and imagination to succeed in creating pieces that are captivating, emotionally moving and appeals to the younger generation. It also highlights the Poet’s love for nature and colors, and all images for this book were carefully selected by the Poet, complementing and defining her unique style. It is a book that goes hand in hand with a statement by the well applauded American Poet, Russell Edson, “we want to write free of debt or obligation to literary form or idea, free from even ourselves, free from our own expectations.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8633417911751738022-5844231305956019598?l=anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/5844231305956019598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/5844231305956019598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/2008/04/about-my-book-reflections.html' title='SELF PUBLISHED BOOK - &quot;REFLECTIONS&quot;  BY ANNA SAHADEO'/><author><name>Anna Sahadeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00110302667545535219</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/__63UvPHq06c/StHYjQNpE_I/AAAAAAAAADE/ecOhWzCnbV8/s72-c/book+cover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8633417911751738022.post-3106118787510734900</id><published>2008-04-07T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T13:02:33.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ABOUT THE POET SOCIETY OF TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/"&gt;Poet Society of Trinidad and Tobago &lt;/a&gt;was founded by Anna Sahadeo in 2008. It was born out of a genuine desire to provide a much needed environment for the advancement and perfection of poetic talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISSION STATEMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To promote poets in Trinidad and Tobago and their craft by continuously highlighting their achievements and their work. To recognize them as celebrities in their specialized area, no less than those who have excelled in other fields.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://poetssocietytt.blogspot.com/"&gt;CLICK here TO CONNECT TO THE WEBSITE FOR THE POET SOCIETY OF T &amp;amp; T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8633417911751738022-3106118787510734900?l=anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/3106118787510734900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/3106118787510734900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/2008/04/poets-society-of-trinidad-and-tobago.html' title='ABOUT THE POET SOCIETY OF TRINIDAD AND TOBAGO'/><author><name>Anna Sahadeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00110302667545535219</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8633417911751738022.post-5635887087133009538</id><published>2008-04-07T08:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:57:35.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POEMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/SdpsmE39_-I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZVOU7-xVyYE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321685311090982882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/SdpsmE39_-I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZVOU7-xVyYE/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE BLOOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rose has blossomed before her time&lt;br /&gt;Her petals slowly wither&lt;br /&gt;As the earth soon becomes her domain&lt;br /&gt;And her fragrance upon the tree remains.&lt;br /&gt;She is crushed into nothingness&lt;br /&gt;As the earth dances to the music of horses’ hooves,&lt;br /&gt;Petal by petal her sweet being subsides&lt;br /&gt;As the earth anxiously beckons her to come.&lt;br /&gt;She cries out to the tree,&lt;br /&gt;“Behold I was made in beauty&lt;br /&gt;But time has forsaken me”.&lt;br /&gt;In her misery she glaringly looks at the youthful bud&lt;br /&gt;Mourning,&lt;br /&gt;Alas! My child, relish your youth&lt;br /&gt;For moments are ours yet for a while,&lt;br /&gt;And all that was is no more…&lt;br /&gt;And all that rise shall one day fall,&lt;br /&gt;For in the end we all must heed the Black Master’s call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Copyright © 2008 by Anna Sahadeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8633417911751738022-5635887087133009538?l=anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/5635887087133009538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/5635887087133009538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-poem-bloom.html' title='POEMS'/><author><name>Anna Sahadeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00110302667545535219</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/__63UvPHq06c/SdpsmE39_-I/AAAAAAAAACk/ZVOU7-xVyYE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8633417911751738022.post-3321104280229329748</id><published>2008-04-07T08:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:06:04.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/SdpujknPHVI/AAAAAAAAACs/nBmiLQjM-mA/s1600-h/gods+love.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321687467094383954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/SdpujknPHVI/AAAAAAAAACs/nBmiLQjM-mA/s320/gods+love.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOD’S LOVE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s love is like a gently flowing river&lt;br /&gt;That touches everything in its way,&lt;br /&gt;It fills our lives&lt;br /&gt;And shines out each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s love is like a masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;Hanging on a mirrored wall,&lt;br /&gt;We can not escape its beauty&lt;br /&gt;Its reflections are adored by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s love is like a baby’s smile&lt;br /&gt;Powerful, undisturbed and innocent,&lt;br /&gt;Knocking at our heart’s door&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the moment…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Copyright © 2008 by Anna Sahadeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8633417911751738022-3321104280229329748?l=anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/3321104280229329748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/3321104280229329748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-poem-gods-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Sahadeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00110302667545535219</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/__63UvPHq06c/SdpujknPHVI/AAAAAAAAACs/nBmiLQjM-mA/s72-c/gods+love.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8633417911751738022.post-2804440930807092880</id><published>2008-04-06T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:44:59.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEMS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/SdppHbWwv_I/AAAAAAAAACU/AEma3ZBs1AA/s1600-h/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321681486014889970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/SdppHbWwv_I/AAAAAAAAACU/AEma3ZBs1AA/s320/IMG_0978.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALTER TO NIGHT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can now see the glistening sun go down&lt;br /&gt;The sky ever so radiant,&lt;br /&gt;Moves on to a new day.&lt;br /&gt;To the trees&lt;br /&gt;The winds seem to sing a new song,&lt;br /&gt;To the evening&lt;br /&gt;Its work is done.&lt;br /&gt;Darkness falls&lt;br /&gt;The sky goes to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;The flickering stars twinkle in the sky&lt;br /&gt;The delightful moon puts on a lovely smile.&lt;br /&gt;Birds are asleep in their nests&lt;br /&gt;A hushed breeze blows into the shadowy night,&lt;br /&gt;The tides are slowly rising&lt;br /&gt;And so is the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Copyright © 2008 by Anna Sahadeo&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/8633417911751738022-2804440930807092880?l=anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/2804440930807092880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/2804440930807092880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-poems.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Sahadeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00110302667545535219</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/__63UvPHq06c/SdppHbWwv_I/AAAAAAAAACU/AEma3ZBs1AA/s72-c/IMG_0978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8633417911751738022.post-3999437656397132285</id><published>2008-04-06T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T13:51:44.651-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEMS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/Sdpqb6KX-TI/AAAAAAAAACc/l5g5Q3StmZw/s1600-h/wendymoss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321682937393445170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/Sdpqb6KX-TI/AAAAAAAAACc/l5g5Q3StmZw/s320/wendymoss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE REBIRTH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today I die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And today itself I am born again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All that I ever was&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am giving to you now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all that I will ever be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is because you loved me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I give my hand to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And vow to be yours forever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My eyes will seek only you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my heart will feel complete when you are near,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My body will know only your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my unborn children will be safe in your tender care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every breath I take and every promise I make&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every wish that has come through and every dream that will now be lived,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is all because of you - my love, my life and my greatest companion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Copyright © 2008 by Anna Sahadeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8633417911751738022-3999437656397132285?l=anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/3999437656397132285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/3999437656397132285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/2008/04/poems.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Sahadeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00110302667545535219</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/Sdpqb6KX-TI/AAAAAAAAACc/l5g5Q3StmZw/s72-c/wendymoss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8633417911751738022.post-324110973926382930</id><published>2008-04-01T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T14:12:56.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/SdpviSicuZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YugHn32fOZk/s1600-h/Tobago+Vacation+july.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321688544574224786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__63UvPHq06c/SdpviSicuZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YugHn32fOZk/s320/Tobago+Vacation+july.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;REMEMBRANCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you remember me&lt;br /&gt;Know in your heart that you were truly loved by me&lt;br /&gt;And even my life was yours&lt;br /&gt;Let my memories fill your days&lt;br /&gt;And my warmth keep you from the cold nights,&lt;br /&gt;Let my light shine through you&lt;br /&gt;For you were the love of my life.&lt;br /&gt;My children’s laughter will remind you of me&lt;br /&gt;But please do not feel sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Just love them as you had loved me.&lt;br /&gt;Rock my children gently and softly sing to them&lt;br /&gt;And I will be with you&lt;br /&gt;Even as I was then,&lt;br /&gt;The sunrise and the sunset will disappear in time&lt;br /&gt;Do not look at them and shed tears&lt;br /&gt;They are only signs.&lt;br /&gt;Like the sunrise we live,&lt;br /&gt;Sharing our love until the last&lt;br /&gt;And like the sunset we die,&lt;br /&gt;But our beauty is remembered by those whose hearts we touched.&lt;br /&gt;I leave you not by choice but my calling came,&lt;br /&gt;I have not deserted you&lt;br /&gt;But will be present even after my departure.&lt;br /&gt;I must return to my creator now,&lt;br /&gt;But please remember that I am always with you&lt;br /&gt;And if you ever cry&lt;br /&gt;I will be crying too because I honestly love you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Copyright 2008 by Anna Sahadeo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8633417911751738022-324110973926382930?l=anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/324110973926382930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8633417911751738022/posts/default/324110973926382930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anna-sahadeo.blogspot.com/2009/04/remembrance-when-you-remember-me-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Anna Sahadeo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00110302667545535219</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/__63UvPHq06c/SdpviSicuZI/AAAAAAAAAC0/YugHn32fOZk/s72-c/Tobago+Vacation+july.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
