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		<title>Poetry for Mother&#8217;s Day</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Poetry for Mother&#8217;s Day By Xiyuan Cheng, age 9, California. We are pleased to share three poems for the Mother&#8217;s Day (This year, it is being celebrated in the U.S. on Sunday, May 11th). Happy Mother’s Day to you all! —Editors 1.  When God Created Mothers When God created mothers, all lovely as can be, [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><em><span style="color: #800000;">By Xiyuan Cheng, age 9, California.</span><br />
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #003366;"><em><span style="font-size: 16px;">We are pleased to share three poems for the Mother&#8217;s Day </span></em></span><br />
<span style="color: #003366;"><em><span style="font-size: 16px;">(This year, it is being celebrated in the U.S. on Sunday, May 11th). </span></em></span><br />
<em><span style="font-size: 16px;"><span style="color: #003366;">Happy Mother’s Day to you all!</span><br />
<span style="color: #003366;">—Editors</span><br />
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<h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800080;">1.  When God Created Mothers</span></h2>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">When God created mothers,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">all lovely as can be,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">he made one extra special,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">and saved her just for me.</span></p>
<h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800080;">2.  My Heart is Gold</span></h2>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800080; font-size: 16px;">Your heart is silver, and my heart is gold.</span><br />
<span style="color: #800080; font-size: 16px;">You are so beautiful, it&#8217;s more than I can behold.</span><br />
<span style="color: #800080; font-size: 16px;">Your wonderful, so the legend is told.</span><br />
<span style="color: #800080; font-size: 16px;">Your heart is half, and so is mine.</span><br />
<span style="color: #800080; font-size: 16px;">Together are half-hearts shall combine.</span></p>
<h2 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #800080;">3.  Mother&#8217;s Day End</span></h2>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">Mother&#8217;s Day will always end,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">but my mom will always be my best friend.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">Our relationship might bend,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">but we always know it will mend.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;"><em>By Xiyuan Cheng, Age 9, California. Xiyuan has been writing since the age of eight, and her collection of six poems, <strong>Poetry for Mother’s Day</strong>, explores the themes of love, imagination, and appreciation for mothers. The three poems selected above reflect both her emotional sensitivity and growing creativity. Xiyuan is now 11 years old.</em> </span></p>
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		<title>A Mother&#8217;s Destiny</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[A Mother’s Destiny By Anzhi “Angie” Feng, age 9, from Vancouver/Toronto, Canada. &#160; On the day you were born At that misty cold hour I saw your pink little toes And your skin as pale as flour I cradled you in my arms As I slowly weep Your soft dark hair touched my arms As [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h1 style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #993300;"><strong>A Mother’s Destiny</strong></span></h1>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;">By Anzhi “Angie” Feng, age 9, from Vancouver/Toronto, Canada.</span></em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;"><span style="font-size: 20px;"><strong>O</strong></span>n the day you were born</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">At that misty cold hour</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">I saw your pink little toes</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">And your skin as pale as flour</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">I cradled you in my arms</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">As I slowly weep</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Your soft dark hair touched my arms</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">As you fell asleep</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">From that day on</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">I watched you grow</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">From six o’clock to nine</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">And as you drifted off in bed</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">I realized the destiny of mine</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Years pass in the blink of an eye</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">You are now seven</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Your thick black hair comes to your waist</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Just wait till you’re eleven</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">I cry in bed every night</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Each day as you get older</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Soon for a present</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Instead of a doll</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">You’ll want a computer</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">That day comes way too soon</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Time to say goodbye</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">You’re going off into the world</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">To find your new life</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">As you drive off into the night</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">I know that I’ve done well</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">And all the time we’ve had together</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 16px; color: #003366;">Is just another story to tell</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 16px; color: #800080;"><em>By Anzhi “Angie” Feng, age 9, from Vancouver/Toronto, Canada.</em></span></p>
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