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		<title>GUESS WHO&#8217;S ON YOUTUBE!!!</title>
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Fr. Leo Clifford!!!

LISTEN IN WHEN YOU CAN -
Thanks 2 Paul @

LifeIsBeautiful777
for posting many of
Fr. Clifford&#8217;s insightful
Reflections for us!  

Labels: Let he who has ears listen


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<p><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8jWTQVO5Tkk&amp;feature=related"><span style="color: #cc0000;font-family: georgia"><strong>Fr. Leo Clifford!!!</strong></span></a><span style="color: #663300;font-family: georgia"><strong><span style="color: #990000"><br />
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<span style="color: #660000">LISTEN IN WHEN YOU CAN -</p>
<p>Thanks 2 Paul @<br />
</span><br />
</strong></span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/LifeIsBeautiful777"><span style="color: #cc0000;font-family: georgia"><strong>LifeIsBeautiful777</strong></span></a><br />
<span style="color: #660000;font-family: georgia"><strong>for posting many of</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: #660000;font-family: georgia"><strong>Fr. Clifford&#8217;s insightful</strong></span><br />
<span style="font-family: georgia"><strong><span style="color: #660000"><em><span style="color: #996633">Reflections</span></em> for us! <img src='http://rhapsodyenbleuclair.stblogs.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></strong></span><br />
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<p class="blogger-labels">Labels: <a rel="tag" href="http://rhapsodyenbleuclair.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="color: #cc2288">Let he who has ears listen</span></strong></a></p>
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		<title>A Note of Thanks</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 May 2007 01:24:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When as a kid of just past ten -
Or almost twelve &#8211; Yes, that was when!
I came across a poem so dear
It left me smiling ear to ear.
A tree &#8211; the cause of why I grinned,
That laughed amidst the summer wind   
As decades passed, and years flew by-
&#8220;A blog!&#8221; I thought I&#8217;d give [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><span>When as a kid of just past ten -<br />
Or almost twelve &#8211; Yes, that was when!<br />
I came across a poem so dear<br />
It left me smiling ear to ear.<br />
A tree &#8211; the cause of why I grinned,<br />
That laughed amidst the summer wind <img src='http://rhapsodyenbleuclair.stblogs.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></strong><strong><span> </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span>As decades passed, and years flew by-<br />
&#8220;A blog!&#8221; I thought I&#8217;d give a try;<br />
Hmmm &#8211; what to show for all to see?<br />
I&#8217;ll post my favorite happy tree!</span></strong><br />
<strong><span>The little one that&#8217;s not a crier,</span></strong><br />
<strong><span>Penned by Ernestine Cobern Beyer. </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span></span></strong><strong><span><span><span></span></span></span></strong><strong><span><span><span>&#8220;Hi!&#8221; a lady typed one day,<br />
&#8220;That&#8217;s my mom!&#8221; she wrote to say.<br />
So it was a rhyme of whimsy<br />
That inspired this verse &#8211; (so flimsy!)<br />
To Barbara, Kathie, Margo, Tim-<br />
It&#8217;s for you all I&#8217;m thanking <span>Him!</span></span></span></span></strong><strong><span><span><span> </span></span></span></strong><strong><span><span><span><a href="http://www.priestsforlife.org/"><img border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/1406/320/bleuclairhapsody.40.gif" /></a></p>
<p></span></span></span></strong><a href="http://mrsnancybrown.blogspot.com/"><img border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/1406/320/hear.9.png" /></a></p>
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		<title>Now, THIS was</title>
		<link>http://rhapsodyenbleuclair.stblogs.com/2007/04/27/now-this-was/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 22:18:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[interesting!
(Bravo! Celine D. &#38; Elvis P.)
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xrr4qSsBf4o">interesting</a>!</strong></p>
<p><strong>(Bravo! Celine D. &amp; Elvis P.)</strong></p>
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		<title>Springtime verse</title>
		<link>http://rhapsodyenbleuclair.stblogs.com/2007/04/02/springtime-verse/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 19:03:48 +0000</pubDate>
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from Ernestine Cobern Beyer-
with many thanks to her daughter, 
Barbara Beyer Malley.


Easter Parade

Doff, my soul, your sober dress,
Heart, wear your fairest frills.
He must have loved all loveliness
Who dressed the daffodils!In My Garden

Pausing on my lawn, I glimpse a bird,
And in its singing, Lord, I hear Thy Word.
Nearby, I see a lilac bush in bloom,
And feel [...]]]></description>
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<p><span><span><strong><span><span><span><span>from <span>Ernestine Cobern Beyer-</span></span></span></span></span></strong></span></span></p>
<p><span><span><strong><span><span><span><span><span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></span></span><span><span><strong><span><span><span>with many thanks to her</span></span></span></strong></span></span> <span><span><strong><span><span><span>daughter, </span></span></span></strong></span></span><br />
<span><span><strong><span><span><span>Barbara Beyer Malley<em>.</em><br />
</span><br />
</span></span></strong></span></span></p>
<p><span><span><strong><span><span><span>Easter Parade</span><br />
</span><br />
Doff, my soul, your sober dress,<br />
Heart, wear your fairest frills.<br />
He must have loved all loveliness<br />
Who dressed the daffodils!</span></strong></span></span><span><span><strong><span><span><span><strong><span><span>In My Garden</span><br />
</span><br />
Pausing on my lawn, I glimpse a bird,<br />
And in its singing, Lord, I hear Thy Word.<br />
Nearby, I see a lilac bush in bloom,<br />
And feel thy presence in its faint perfume.<br />
And when I see thy smile, my spirit thrills &#8211;<br />
Though what I look upon is daffodils.</strong></span></span></span></strong></span></span><span><span><strong><span><span><span></span></span><span><span><strong><span>Spring</span></strong></span></span></p>
<p></span></strong></span></span><span><span><strong><span></span></strong></span></span><span><span><strong>As in a small reflecting-glass<br />
The sun&#8217;s rays fiercely focus,<br />
So Spring is captured in the grass<br />
By one important <span>crocus</span>.</strong></span></span><span><span><strong> </strong></span></span><span><span><strong><a href="http://www.ewtn.com/"><span><img border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2065/1406/320/crocs.jpg" /></span></a><span></span><span><span></span><span></span></span></strong></span></span></p>
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		<title>From Barbara Beyer Malley</title>
		<link>http://rhapsodyenbleuclair.stblogs.com/2007/03/26/from-barbara-beyer-malley/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 23:22:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lesson in Spring

by Ernestine Cobern Beyer

Who places credence in the tomb
And bows too long in grief,
Must argue with the clover-bloom
And contradict the leaf.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span><strong><span><span>L</span>es</span><span>s</span>on in Spring</strong></span><br />
<span></span><br />
<span><strong><span>b</span>y Ernestine Co<span>b</span><span>ern Beyer</span></strong></span><span><br />
</span><span></span><br />
<span><strong><span>W</span><span><span>ho</span> places</span> <span>credence in the</span> to<span>mb</span></strong></span><br />
<span><strong><span>An</span>d bow<span><span>s</span> too long</span> in grie<span>f,</span></strong></span><br />
<span><strong>Must a<span>rg</span><span>ue with</span> the <span>clover</span><span>-</span><span>blo</span><span>o</span><span>m</span></strong></span><span><br />
</span><span><strong><span><span>And c<span><span>o</span><span>n</span>t</span><span>ra</span><span>d</span><span>i</span>ct</span> <span>the </span><span>leaf</span></span><span>.</span></strong></span></p>
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		<title>Many thanks to</title>
		<link>http://rhapsodyenbleuclair.stblogs.com/2007/03/24/many-thanks-to/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Mar 2007 01:02:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[an old friend, who remembered
how much I loved this song&#8230;
It&#8217;s one of my all-time favorites,
that I learned to play on my recorder
almost thirty-five years ago&#8230;link
Back then, the music that this man
wrote played a major part in keeping
my teen years sane &#8211; as the hours and
years of practicing the music I loved
to listen to, gave me [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>an old friend, who remembered<br />
how much I loved this song&#8230;</strong></p>
<p><strong>It&#8217;s one of my all-time favorites,<br />
that I learned to play on my recorder<br />
almost thirty-five years ago&#8230;</strong><strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=izTCHGHW5pI">link</a></p>
<p>Back then, the music that this man<br />
wrote played a major part in keeping<br />
my teen years sane &#8211; as the hours and<br />
years of practicing the music I loved<br />
to listen to, gave me a sense of peace<br />
like nothing I&#8217;d ever known.</p>
<p>Thank you, sir.</p>
<p></strong></p>
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		<title>The Leprechaun</title>
		<link>http://rhapsodyenbleuclair.stblogs.com/2007/03/16/the-leprechaun/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 08:01:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Ernestine Cobern Beyer
I met a little leprechaun.
He gasped and quavered: &#8220;Ooo!
I&#8217;m seeing things! Be off! Be gone!
There&#8217;s no such thing as you!

&#8220;You can&#8217;t be real, you ugly thing,
So I&#8217;m not scared,&#8221; he said,
&#8220;Though you have neither tail nor wing,
Nor horns upon your head!&#8221;

I looked at him, then ran, my dear,
As would, I think, have [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><font color="#006600" face="Trebuchet MS"><strong>By Ernestine Cobern Beyer</strong></font></p>
<p><font color="#006600" face="Trebuchet MS"><strong>I met a little leprechaun.<br />
He gasped and quavered: &#8220;Ooo!<br />
I&#8217;m seeing things! Be off! Be gone!<br />
There&#8217;s no such thing as you!</strong></font></p>
<p><font color="#006600" face="Trebuchet MS"><strong><br />
&#8220;You can&#8217;t be real, you ugly thing,<br />
So I&#8217;m not scared,&#8221; he said,<br />
&#8220;Though you have neither tail nor wing,<br />
Nor horns upon your head!&#8221;</strong></font></p>
<p><font color="#006600" face="Trebuchet MS"><strong><span><strong><font color="#006600" face="Trebuchet MS"><br />
I looked at him, then ran, my dear,<br />
As would, I think, have you,<br />
&#8216;Cause people sometimes disappear<br />
When leprechauns say: &#8220;Boo!&#8221;</font></strong></span></strong></font></p>
<p><strong>From the wonderful book for children:<br />
</strong><a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&amp;EAN=9780893344146&amp;itm=1"><strong><br />
Read Me a Rhyme, Please!</strong></a><strong> <br />
by Barbara Beyer Malley -<br />
Available at Barnes &amp; Noble<br />
(&amp; also linked to the right<br />
under &#8216;Books&#8217;)</strong></p>
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