<?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-8452367458033664564</id><updated>2011-10-31T15:02:04.954-07:00</updated><category term='to king of my heart'/><category term='our king'/><category term='little'/><category term='king from heaven'/><category term='loving arms of king'/><title type='text'>elvis my love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-4515284931811628488</id><published>2009-09-17T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T11:53:19.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of his journey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SrJ3P9AMCfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/R4MEQaU-ppg/s1600-h/Ruusukorva76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382495620618258930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 321px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SrJ3P9AMCfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/R4MEQaU-ppg/s400/Ruusukorva76.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Every time I think that I'm getting old, and gradually going to the grave, something else happens... " &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382496610158744450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SrJ4JjVBk4I/AAAAAAAAAMs/PeR60DjrnDw/s400/939824_com_glgrave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-4515284931811628488?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/4515284931811628488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=4515284931811628488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/4515284931811628488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/4515284931811628488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html' title='Thinking of his journey...'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SrJ3P9AMCfI/AAAAAAAAAMk/R4MEQaU-ppg/s72-c/Ruusukorva76.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-875808287035436481</id><published>2009-08-25T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T05:05:55.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Until his last breath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SpPNvHCwpwI/AAAAAAAAALc/M8Fx66Kqb60/s1600-h/ElvisPresley1362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373864989611304706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 441px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SpPNvHCwpwI/AAAAAAAAALc/M8Fx66Kqb60/s400/ElvisPresley1362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"I want to entertain people. That's my whole life. To my last breath !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~ Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373866318836428898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SpPO8eyucGI/AAAAAAAAALk/Ta6FwimTYow/s400/blue.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;...And he did it all through his life until his last breath! He flew when his flaming star fell down and then silently faded away. Softly..., so softly, the full moon of love turned blue and so lonesome, cried the last farewell song , then shattered into pieces...Pieces of his life...This was the start of silence...The silence with echos of love from eternity until the twelfth of never...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-875808287035436481?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/875808287035436481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=875808287035436481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/875808287035436481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/875808287035436481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2009/08/until-his-last-breath.html' title='Until his last breath'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SpPNvHCwpwI/AAAAAAAAALc/M8Fx66Kqb60/s72-c/ElvisPresley1362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-7717848028104554990</id><published>2009-05-02T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T11:46:43.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kentucky Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SfyU6p54IeI/AAAAAAAAALM/LFNQ5-k2FRQ/s1600-h/018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331299794301755874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SfyU6p54IeI/AAAAAAAAALM/LFNQ5-k2FRQ/s400/018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is the first video I've made for my dear king. A slide show of his best photos with his beautiful voice as singing "Kentucky rain"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PNmAUqRMy3k"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PNmAUqRMy3k&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-7717848028104554990?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/7717848028104554990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=7717848028104554990' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7717848028104554990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7717848028104554990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Kentucky Rain'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SfyU6p54IeI/AAAAAAAAALM/LFNQ5-k2FRQ/s72-c/018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-5419132000123874807</id><published>2009-01-12T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T09:24:02.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His words from heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SWt8j2NP9MI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HTlbk-FC4Hw/s1600-h/rytf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290459142565131458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SWt8j2NP9MI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HTlbk-FC4Hw/s400/rytf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God’s love is a warm glow, to hold your heart in troubles, and a beautiful, often exciting joy to light your world in times of quiet...trust in our Lord’s word, and He will fill you with greatness, and your heart will sing always.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Elvis Presley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-5419132000123874807?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/5419132000123874807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=5419132000123874807' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5419132000123874807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5419132000123874807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2009/01/his-words-from-heaven.html' title='His words from heaven'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SWt8j2NP9MI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HTlbk-FC4Hw/s72-c/rytf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-3469087938307649823</id><published>2008-09-10T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:27:48.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His words of soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SMhJn-ydEoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xbRmxrmMH8I/s1600-h/Gospel.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244522717291287170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SMhJn-ydEoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xbRmxrmMH8I/s400/Gospel.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Gospel music is the purest thing there is on this earth..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~Elvis Presley&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-3469087938307649823?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/3469087938307649823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=3469087938307649823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3469087938307649823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3469087938307649823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/09/his-words-of-soul.html' title='His words of soul'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SMhJn-ydEoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xbRmxrmMH8I/s72-c/Gospel.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-2272157959762776589</id><published>2008-09-08T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:33:10.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking into his eyes as he spoke...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SMWmSGPZIDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/huDIDkP4JDA/s1600-h/sad+eyes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243780170985840690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SMWmSGPZIDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/huDIDkP4JDA/s400/sad+eyes.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a very beautiful poem by a devoting Elvis fan in honoring King Elvis! I found this poem so near to my heart's feelings and love for Elvis ; the man who saved hearts and changed lifes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is our love and our life dedicated to a man who dedicated his love and his life to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As the years pass&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life has been full of questions&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friendships were made to last&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Feelings are cherished as memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hard words have perished&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Full of love and stories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many pressed between the pages&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A book that struck his heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;But he forgave them all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking into his eyes as he spoke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of the kindness &amp;amp; love he has&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish he could walk up that drive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And say a prayer by his side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Though the tears have fallen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life goes on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Time to mend the pierced soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making a giant step to the gates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The doors are opened to his home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Meditation Gardens &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Magical moments await&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Placed the prayer that was needed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;His heart finely mended&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlee Cameron8-2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-2272157959762776589?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/2272157959762776589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=2272157959762776589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/2272157959762776589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/2272157959762776589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/09/looking-into-his-eyes-as-he-spoke.html' title='Looking into his eyes as he spoke...!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SMWmSGPZIDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/huDIDkP4JDA/s72-c/sad+eyes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-3856059520360280102</id><published>2008-08-23T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T15:14:21.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvis' letter to Lord !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SLBnisJpohI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FMkM7nj5q80/s1600-h/at6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237800212296737298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SLBnisJpohI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FMkM7nj5q80/s400/at6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SLBniuSOtZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ALYuQzI6PwE/s1600-h/52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237800212869592466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SLBniuSOtZI/AAAAAAAAAHc/ALYuQzI6PwE/s400/52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SLBni7-gHbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/C1BtOfclD5E/s1600-h/khj7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237800216544943538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SLBni7-gHbI/AAAAAAAAAHk/C1BtOfclD5E/s400/khj7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This letter is his words to God in his saddest time full of loneliness. They found it in the wastebasket in his Vegas hotel room. He was so sad and desperately needed someone to talk to and someone to listen to him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He went with a broken sad heart full of love! These are the words of a lonely man full of love and the dismal time he shared with his only one, his God as beautiful as a soft poem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;One more phone call from a friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just to say how hard it’s been &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How their hopes and dreams have scattered&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;With the wind They don’t see that I’m there too &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;How it breaks my heart in two&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Just to make it through this night’s all I can do&lt;br /&gt;Help me Lord &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need the sun to drive away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shadows in my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me Lord &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need someone to guide me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the path is hard to find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though the crowd surrounds me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m still standing all alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I know I can’t go on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I awake again today &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my pain won’t go away &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the face I have to wear &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shows a smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now my nights are so alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wish I could go home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t know if I can make it another mile&lt;br /&gt;Help me Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need the sun to drive away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shadows in my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please help me Lord &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need someone to guide me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the path is hard to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though the crowd surrounds me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’m still standing all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I know I can’t go on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so alone sometimes &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The night is quiet for me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’d love to be able to sleep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am glad that everyone is gone now&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I' ll probably not rest tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no need for all of this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me Lord &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need the sun to drive away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The shadows in my mind &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please help me Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need someone to guide me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When the path is hard to find &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though the crowd surrounds me &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God I am so all alone &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I know I can’t go on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me Lord &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Won’t you come and take me home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Help me Lord&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-3856059520360280102?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/3856059520360280102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=3856059520360280102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3856059520360280102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3856059520360280102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/08/elvis-letter-to-lord.html' title='Elvis&apos; letter to Lord !'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SLBnisJpohI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FMkM7nj5q80/s72-c/at6.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-1469212120790252021</id><published>2008-08-17T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T16:47:42.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forget you never!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKi3RZDMNoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NmPhaB5Fcr0/s1600-h/16th+Aug+graceland.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235636076228130434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKi3RZDMNoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NmPhaB5Fcr0/s400/16th+Aug+graceland.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKi3RW77SwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Z-FANbrL8LA/s1600-h/king+in+coffin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235636075660790530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKi3RW77SwI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Z-FANbrL8LA/s400/king+in+coffin.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Folks always look good in their coffins...!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Forget me never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I should go, forget me never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please say that you'll remember me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I pray the dreams we share together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will shine on in your memory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each time a star falls out of heaven&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It leaves the sky a deeper blue&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;So if we part, forget me never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And don't forget my love for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And don't forget my love for you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet love , how can I forget you?who can forget you? Your painful times got over, I lost you! I lost my sweetest and the world lost the purest angel! you are gone now. You opend your wings and you flew over the sky as Lord called for you. This place was too dry and dirty for you and you were so alone. Your beautiful soul was hurt here and your wings would break here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God loved you and he called for you, he wanted you by his side and you couldn't be apart of father! You went to be near him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But my darling, you went so soon and with alot of pain and a heavy heart full of sadness! I can't help crying for losing you!I can't help hearing your heavenly voice and I can't help remembering you!You are always on my mind.Your beautiful heart is shining forever in my sky and your resistence is all my highest mountain.Your devotion is my only ocean and my heart is your kingdom!yes darling I can never forget you for a moment and I pray for you and being with you My tears are for you always!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I passed the day you left with the deepest sorrow and the most broken heart and I was just starring at your angelic look sleeping forever in peace and comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I forget you never my best love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are so beautiful , in body, soul and mind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-1469212120790252021?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/1469212120790252021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=1469212120790252021' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/1469212120790252021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/1469212120790252021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/08/forget-you-never.html' title='forget you never!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKi3RZDMNoI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NmPhaB5Fcr0/s72-c/16th+Aug+graceland.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-4702180769105529556</id><published>2008-08-14T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:52:18.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart at Graceland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK709-z0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/9ccdIOmZeY4/s1600-h/mem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234461427346886466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK709-z0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/9ccdIOmZeY4/s400/mem2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK8DzPRSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jqZDvEJPPh8/s1600-h/mem8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234461431328359714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK8DzPRSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/jqZDvEJPPh8/s400/mem8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK8DglkcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9pgXtZFW5Aw/s1600-h/mem7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234461431250129346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK8DglkcI/AAAAAAAAAG0/9pgXtZFW5Aw/s400/mem7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK8XLqKHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sl-O_UAYw-o/s1600-h/graceland_garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234461436531058802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK8XLqKHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/sl-O_UAYw-o/s400/graceland_garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just 2 days to his passing , to his transition , to his flying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The good Lord called for him and he went as glorious as he was . He opened his wings and embraced the angels who came to take him to the heaven where he belonged . He went so pure and so innocent as he ever was! he was a lonesome winter bird that migrated to a warm beautiful land!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now here is where he shall be resting forever and here we are with our tears and words of missing him so bad. I know he can hear us and he can see us better than ever. My friend took my love letter to his home, Graceland and now it's there right next to him. I send my love to him and he has my heart there with him as my heart is for him forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-4702180769105529556?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/4702180769105529556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=4702180769105529556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/4702180769105529556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/4702180769105529556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-heart-at-graceland.html' title='My heart at Graceland!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SKSK709-z0I/AAAAAAAAAGk/9ccdIOmZeY4/s72-c/mem2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-9102037928742898080</id><published>2008-08-10T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T16:44:35.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love letter to Elvis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJ99O35kDGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-IkRnGAVecY/s1600-h/love+letter2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233038986504834146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJ99O35kDGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-IkRnGAVecY/s400/love+letter2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJ99O41kcSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/AywL6XdTK0M/s1600-h/love+letter1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233038986756518178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJ99O41kcSI/AAAAAAAAAGc/AywL6XdTK0M/s400/love+letter1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This is my love letter to Elvis. my friend did this great favor for me and she put it there to take it to Graceland with some other letters , so that Elvis and his fans read what we are feeling about him . in that picture , elvis was reading his fan's love letters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;My sweetest Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You are all my life and every moment I live, I'm thinking of you and crying for losing you.You are foever in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You are the sun of my days and the moon of my nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;You are all I have and I love.You are my soul dad and I miss you so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Coming to your White heaven and kissing your grave is my everyday wish. I will burn in your love till the blessed day you come and take me to the heaven forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Love ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;your lil girl , Nassim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-9102037928742898080?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/9102037928742898080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=9102037928742898080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/9102037928742898080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/9102037928742898080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-love-letter-to-elvis.html' title='My Love letter to Elvis'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJ99O35kDGI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-IkRnGAVecY/s72-c/love+letter2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-2068333511518000169</id><published>2008-08-03T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:13.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvis' words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJYyUBP_igI/AAAAAAAAAF8/r4Ww-LrGDqw/s1600-h/bl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230423336751696386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJYyUBP_igI/AAAAAAAAAF8/r4Ww-LrGDqw/s400/bl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJYyUNET3XI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oyo3qRQ9srs/s1600-h/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230423339923922290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJYyUNET3XI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oyo3qRQ9srs/s400/%27%3Bl%3B%27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJYyUW6lZ-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8Sql5gjPIy8/s1600-h/1622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230423342567483362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJYyUW6lZ-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/8Sql5gjPIy8/s400/1622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"I'm so lucky to be in the position to give. It's really a gift to give."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-2068333511518000169?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/2068333511518000169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=2068333511518000169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/2068333511518000169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/2068333511518000169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/08/elvis-words.html' title='Elvis&apos; words'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJYyUBP_igI/AAAAAAAAAF8/r4Ww-LrGDqw/s72-c/bl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-3590569373439614896</id><published>2008-08-01T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:14.235-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once is enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJOLIJ46EkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E6yFuEsfxfk/s1600-h/yyyy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229676564517098050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJOLIJ46EkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E6yFuEsfxfk/s400/yyyy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJOLIVHiGSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2iZBou0q1-M/s1600-h/hot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229676567531231522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJOLIVHiGSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2iZBou0q1-M/s400/hot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis sang this song in his 1964 film "Kissin' Cousins." He recorded the song, which was written by Sid Tepper and Roy C. Bennett, in October 1963 at RCA's Nashville studios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" ONCE IS ENOUGH"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All you got is one life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Living once can be rough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But if you live every day all the way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once is enoughYou can own just one suit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Worn and torn at the cuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But if you're livin' the life that you love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once is enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's the good of reaching ninety&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you waste eighty-nine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You got one life so live it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you don't it's a crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's a playful puppy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can grab by the scruff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you live every sec'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; what the heck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once is enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never wait until tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What if it never comes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life is a seven layer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't you settle for crumbs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life's a playful puppy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can grab by the scruff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you live every sec' what the heck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once is enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you live every sec' what the heck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once is enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if you live every sec' what the heck&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Once is enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-3590569373439614896?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/3590569373439614896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=3590569373439614896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3590569373439614896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3590569373439614896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/08/once-is-enough.html' title='Once is enough'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SJOLIJ46EkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/E6yFuEsfxfk/s72-c/yyyy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-4577764004472279121</id><published>2008-07-29T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:14.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His dignity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SI-5hnEEuGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IvQ10qDFHaA/s1600-h/lord.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228601679473326178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SI-5hnEEuGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IvQ10qDFHaA/s400/lord.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;" Please God.... Fill me with yourself... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;                              Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-4577764004472279121?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/4577764004472279121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=4577764004472279121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/4577764004472279121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/4577764004472279121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/07/his-dignity.html' title='His dignity'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SI-5hnEEuGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IvQ10qDFHaA/s72-c/lord.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-5361605035181090714</id><published>2008-07-28T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:14.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SI4QO84veYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7Bd-Z-3hf_8/s1600-h/c5fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228134066472057218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SI4QO84veYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7Bd-Z-3hf_8/s400/c5fb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SI4QPG1DUuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nCbriaW_pAY/s1600-h/blue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228134069140935394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SI4QPG1DUuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nCbriaW_pAY/s400/blue.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Lord can give, and the Lord can take away. I&lt;br /&gt;might be herding sheep next year."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-5361605035181090714?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/5361605035181090714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=5361605035181090714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5361605035181090714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5361605035181090714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/07/his-words.html' title='His words'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SI4QO84veYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/7Bd-Z-3hf_8/s72-c/c5fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-3514883015490278302</id><published>2008-07-24T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:14.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SIjoFtsjllI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FsJmF2qk7WQ/s1600-h/graceland.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226682552426927698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SIjoFtsjllI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FsJmF2qk7WQ/s400/graceland.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" This is my heaven....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being here with you... "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;~Elvis Presley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-3514883015490278302?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/3514883015490278302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=3514883015490278302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3514883015490278302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3514883015490278302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/07/his-heaven.html' title='His Heaven'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SIjoFtsjllI/AAAAAAAAAEg/FsJmF2qk7WQ/s72-c/graceland.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-5339452318244295624</id><published>2008-07-23T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:15.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SIeijH-jpdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wEbwPH1JQe0/s1600-h/e.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226324616907302354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SIeijH-jpdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wEbwPH1JQe0/s400/e.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SIeijIa2_zI/AAAAAAAAAEE/148OhnnJmMY/s1600-h/fantastic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226324617026010930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SIeijIa2_zI/AAAAAAAAAEE/148OhnnJmMY/s400/fantastic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His Smile,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Looking into his eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can see the warmth in his smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hearing him sing &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can feel the gentleness in his voice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He can wash away the storm that's inmy soul &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the Moody Blues &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That once played a part of this broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Lord,How I love his smile&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A twinkle in his eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you are on a natural high hypnotize by the look&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You know you are hooked&lt;br /&gt;Morning noon or night, I listen to the tunes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That bring me light of that beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SMILE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-5339452318244295624?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/5339452318244295624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=5339452318244295624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5339452318244295624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5339452318244295624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/07/his-smile.html' title='His smile'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/SIeijH-jpdI/AAAAAAAAAD8/wEbwPH1JQe0/s72-c/e.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-7071074979561876783</id><published>2008-02-15T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:15.538-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='little'/><title type='text'>Words to Elvis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7VZ5Dwkp5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/brEvjSBPlGc/s1600-h/love.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167134984273962898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7VZ5Dwkp5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/brEvjSBPlGc/s400/love.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7VZYDwkp4I/AAAAAAAAADs/JcnnP38ondU/s1600-h/VALENTINES%20DAY%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167134417338279810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7VZYDwkp4I/AAAAAAAAADs/JcnnP38ondU/s400/VALENTINES%2520DAY%25202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7VZBjwkp3I/AAAAAAAAADk/9qnVrlsHURU/s1600-h/el.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167134030791223154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7VZBjwkp3I/AAAAAAAAADk/9qnVrlsHURU/s400/el.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORDS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smile an everlasting smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A smile can bring you near to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't ever let me find you gone cause that could bring a tear to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This words have lost their glory,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's start a brand new story, now my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right now therell be no other time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I can show you all my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talk in everlasting words&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And dedicate them all to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will give you all my life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's here if you should call to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You think that I don't even mean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A single word I say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its only words and words are all I haveTo take your heart away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8452367458033664564-7071074979561876783?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/7071074979561876783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=7071074979561876783' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7071074979561876783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7071074979561876783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/02/words-to-elvis.html' title='Words to Elvis'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7VZ5Dwkp5I/AAAAAAAAAD0/brEvjSBPlGc/s72-c/love.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-5335396467764671276</id><published>2008-02-14T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:16.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HIS LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TKWjwkp2I/AAAAAAAAADc/b6g_n4LswDQ/s1600-h/A01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166977161405704034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TKWjwkp2I/AAAAAAAAADc/b6g_n4LswDQ/s400/A01.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TKAjwkp1I/AAAAAAAAADU/crrFGIjGITc/s1600-h/gj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166976783448581970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TKAjwkp1I/AAAAAAAAADU/crrFGIjGITc/s400/gj.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TJaTwkp0I/AAAAAAAAADM/x8yb3lbOFC0/s1600-h/Elvis_med_fam_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166976126318585666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TJaTwkp0I/AAAAAAAAADM/x8yb3lbOFC0/s400/Elvis_med_fam_5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TImzwkpzI/AAAAAAAAADE/O2zOF2V53vI/s1600-h/fav_007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166975241555322674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TImzwkpzI/AAAAAAAAADE/O2zOF2V53vI/s400/fav_007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELVIS ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you are the image of true love. You are the one who's been sent to fill people's hearts with love and joy.I found the ocean of love in your big heart! Time goes by so slowly and you are gone for so long but you are still the image of love.I believe you flew to eternity and tha't where you're belong to. you were so high to stand on this earth and you were so pure to breathe this air! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You are the lord of kindness and the king of love! Who can ever stand on your shadow for you are the sun! you are the generouse in love and heart and who can help flying in that blue sky of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oh my man, my love, my dearst just tell me who you are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tell me you are the angel flew to my darkest night to lift me high , help me get to the sky and make me filled by love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;This is the day of YOURS! this is the day for lovers and You are the purest lover and the lovliest beloved! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I want to stay with your love forever and here is the love feeling you reflected to your beloved ones and all people forever! I want to keep them in my heart and the light of your love will always warm my needing heart!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elvis' Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"She was the best thing to ever happen to me - her and the baby. It’s a hell of a thing that one person can be so-so satisfied and then find out that it was all a lie - that the other person was unhappy and dying inside all that time - just putting you on for so long."&lt;br /&gt;"I guess my favorite one (memory) now is when Lisa was born - when I first held her, you know? She was so-so tiny-precious and beautiful. I know all babies look beautiful to their parent, but she was-was special. I guess because I realized she was my child - mine to care for and-and it was a special feeling. It was that I realized it wasn’t just me anymore - or Cilla. It was us - and they depended on me. I liked it."&lt;br /&gt;"People in love they say, always tend to overlook the loved one’s faults, but I think it’s more that they see them and love them too much to let it bother them. That to me, is what love really is - being willing to accept each other for what you and they are, regardless of flaws or inconsistencies, loving in spite of, instead of because of another’s ways."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8452367458033664564-5335396467764671276?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/5335396467764671276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=5335396467764671276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5335396467764671276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5335396467764671276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2008/02/his-love.html' title='HIS LOVE'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/R7TKWjwkp2I/AAAAAAAAADc/b6g_n4LswDQ/s72-c/A01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-785889100225689250</id><published>2007-11-09T00:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:16.733-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving arms of king'/><title type='text'>Loving arms from heaven!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzRUnAYw37I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ATtxMlVrb94/s1600-h/kkkk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130818904577335218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzRUnAYw37I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ATtxMlVrb94/s400/kkkk.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elvis had the loving arms! He shared it with so many . He devoted his love to many poor people. He gave his kindest look to many needing people. He saved their lives no matter he was there or not! He is still saving us! He cares about us and sends his love to us! He takes care of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a needing lover waiting to rest in his loving arms! I want to touch his warm hands and feel dignity! I want to look at his eyes and burn in his burning love!He is the heaven in the dark night! He is the lonely man with loving arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lonely man, my heaven, I long for the freedom of my chains! I want to lie in your loving arms forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loving arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you could see me now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The one who said that he would rather roam &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The one who said he'd rather be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you could only see me now&lt;br /&gt;If I could hold you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just for a moment, if I could really make you mine &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just for a while turn back the hands of time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I could only hold you now&lt;br /&gt;cause Ive been too long in the wind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Too long in the rain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taking any comfort that I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking back and longing for the freedom of my chains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And lying in your lovin arms again&lt;br /&gt;If you could hear me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Singin somewhere in the lonely night &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dreaming of the arms that hold me tight &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you could only hear me now&lt;br /&gt;cause Ive been too long in the wind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Too long in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Taking any comfort that I can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking back and longing for the freedom of my chains&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And lying in your lovin arms again&lt;br /&gt;I can almost feel your lovin arms again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-785889100225689250?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/785889100225689250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=785889100225689250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/785889100225689250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/785889100225689250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/11/loving-arms-from-heaven.html' title='Loving arms from heaven!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzRUnAYw37I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ATtxMlVrb94/s72-c/kkkk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-8834784670757291140</id><published>2007-11-06T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:08:18.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I need your love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzC9KWwhitI/AAAAAAAAACs/TKbRH6b-wUw/s1600-h/cayce_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129807961180441298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzC9KWwhitI/AAAAAAAAACs/TKbRH6b-wUw/s400/cayce_photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzC7N2whisI/AAAAAAAAACk/RiSNMbPO2Xg/s1600-h/Elvis%20Memorial.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129805822286727874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzC7N2whisI/AAAAAAAAACk/RiSNMbPO2Xg/s400/Elvis%2520Memorial.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzC6LWwhirI/AAAAAAAAACc/Gsl7xjIxU2A/s1600-h/y.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129804679825427122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzC6LWwhirI/AAAAAAAAACc/Gsl7xjIxU2A/s400/y.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found you some time ago! I felt the sunshine in a dark night! I found a pretty shining angel in the midnight! I found the warmest hands and the kindest eyes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was you calling me there! It was you offering helping hand to my desperate soul! It was you singing the song of love to my heart!It was you with that supporting arms!It was you making me a lover!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have found you, my blue moon, in the darkness and I've lost you already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait to see you, but you are gone already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to feel your loving arms and you have flown up to the sky already!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so hurt to see you're gone! you are the only flaming star in my blue heart! I can't wait to be in your heaven!I can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my love, my darling, I've hungered for your touch! A long lonely time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my love, my darling ,I've hungered for your kiss! A long lonely time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dearest, it hurts me to see you crying, hurting and feeling so much pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts me to see you standing so tall with that break in your heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts me to feel you were begging for someone to love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It hurts me to hear you regretting your wishes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It hurts me so much, my darling!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And time goes by so slowly! Are you still mine?? I NEED YOUR LOVE !GOD SPEED YOUR LOVE TO ME!&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/8452367458033664564-8834784670757291140?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/8834784670757291140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=8834784670757291140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/8834784670757291140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/8834784670757291140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-your-love.html' title='I need your love!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RzC9KWwhitI/AAAAAAAAACs/TKbRH6b-wUw/s72-c/cayce_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-3691187062543362414</id><published>2007-08-30T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:18:22.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so hurt!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rtc5B6_TqGI/AAAAAAAAACU/mAgy-d17Vf4/s1600-h/maia_avatar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104611407825184866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rtc5B6_TqGI/AAAAAAAAACU/mAgy-d17Vf4/s400/maia_avatar1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rtc4W6_TqFI/AAAAAAAAACM/mMtKGbdSjj0/s1600-h/glass_window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104610669090809938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rtc4W6_TqFI/AAAAAAAAACM/mMtKGbdSjj0/s400/glass_window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rtc3cK_TqEI/AAAAAAAAACE/XVrCB6R41Ko/s1600-h/spiritinblue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104609659773495362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rtc3cK_TqEI/AAAAAAAAACE/XVrCB6R41Ko/s400/spiritinblue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my first best, my heart is dying! Where are you? Now that I need you so much, where are you? It's a night of loneliness, I'm counting the pieces of my broken heart. My heart which broke when you left forever! My eyes which are full of tears for missing you! I can feel my endless pain for losing you in the lonely time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tender charmer, I'm missing you everyday, every moment! I see you are gone and I can't reach you anymore! I listen to your heart singing and I can't help tolerating your deep pain! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lovely man, do you hear I'm crying? Do you see I'm burning? I just think of you and your heart! I pray for you! I need you my dearest dear! I'm waiting for you to take my lonely hand! In this desperate days, I just think of losing you! I just feel falling in love with you and there is no one who can hear the voice of my broken heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now my lonely sad heart is dying just for you , for your sorrow and your misery! I AM SO HURT! I'm so hurt to see YOU'RE HURT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you know I'm crying just for you, my truest love just for your pain, just for your loneliness? Who knows how broken my heart is? Who knows how I'm feeling and how much I cry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I close my eyes and I see you're going , I hear you're crying in your loneliest time, I feel your spirit was suffering! Do you know how I feel about you my dear angle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now you're gone and there is a huge emptiness deep in my heart! There is a big missing place for your steps!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What can I tell you, how can I beg you to come back to me? I want to look at the stars in your glassy eyes, I want to see the sunrise on your tender smile and I want to feel the width of the ocean in your warm embrace, I want to hold anything that's part of you, I want to love you forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/8452367458033664564-3691187062543362414?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/3691187062543362414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=3691187062543362414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3691187062543362414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3691187062543362414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-so-hurt.html' title='I am so hurt!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rtc5B6_TqGI/AAAAAAAAACU/mAgy-d17Vf4/s72-c/maia_avatar1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-8628378054815580562</id><published>2007-08-15T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:31:21.061-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='to king of my heart'/><title type='text'>Don't go Daddy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RsPIH6_TqDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RDm4IBIzgVU/s1600-h/ElvisMemorialTag2005Erich.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099139241532958770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RsPIH6_TqDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RDm4IBIzgVU/s400/ElvisMemorialTag2005Erich.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh daddy, please don't go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are my pride , my joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are everything I have, please don't go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know daddy, you are in a lot of pain, I know it's difficult for you to go on, I know you are really really tired, I'm so sorry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy, I know, you have so many missing places in your heart and YOU ARE SO HURT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy , I know , you are struggling to keep going and you are hopeless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy , I know , YOU ARE SO LONELY , as you used to be all your life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy, I know , you can't bear no more pain and your flesh is too weak to carry your deep soul!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy , I know , you are burning and you need to rest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear daddy, my love, I know you need peace and sleep , but please don't go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said ," I need somebody to lean on! " , Daddy I need you so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said ,"Lonely rivers cry, wait for me, wait for me, I'll be coming home , wait for me!" And I'm still waiting for you , my sweet daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said ,"No one would care , no one would cry , if I should live or die!" and my dear I'm crying for losing you darling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy, my dear daddy, I missed you so much! I can't wait to see you , I can't be away from you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need your arms to rest in! I need you to hug me as strong as your love is! I need you to put your kind hand on my face! I need that blessing so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh,my darling, I need you to take my hand and I need to kiss your hand with all my love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need your loving look, that burning fire, that generous tenderness , that love which you share as you look at me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need that sweet pretty smile of yours full of generosity and hope! And want to cry with all my love for those tears of yours! When you look at me with those stars in your eyes , I can't close my eyes without seeing you every minute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, my lonely dad, I'm so lonely! I'm so cold! I need you! I need your embrace! I want your warm chest to sleep in peace ! I beg you! please come to me! I beg you! Please hold me in your arms, as tight as you can! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I beg you daddy, don't leave me! Please , please listen to my plea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you want to fly, but please take me with you and I'll be never apart from you!I'll always stay with you and your love! I will never lose you again, but please take me with you!I beg you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any time I look at your tender eyes, I can't believe you closed them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any time I hear your voice, I can't believe you are silent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any time I watch you walking with your strong steps, I can't believe you were laid down forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anytime I see your warm chest holding that beating warm heart, I can't believe it's lifeless now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're gone! So long ago! And I'm left with loneliness, and there is nothing I can do!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wish I can see you! I wish I can feel your tender embrace! I wish I can hold your warm hand!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy , my sweet daddy, my real sunshine, my strong mountain, my lonely ocean, my sweet rose, my king and my best man, please don't leave me! Please don't leave me in the darkness! please don't leave me so alone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the day you left, please take me with you, I need you forever, my darling!please, I beg you ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;DON'T GO DADDY !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the only star in my blue heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the only star in my blue heaven,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm waiting just for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the only star in my blue heaven,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in dreams your face I see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well you're the guiding light,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That brightens up the night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I see your face in my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're the only star in my blue heaven,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm waiting just for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8452367458033664564-8628378054815580562?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/8628378054815580562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=8628378054815580562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/8628378054815580562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/8628378054815580562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/dont-go-daddy.html' title='Don&apos;t go Daddy!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RsPIH6_TqDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RDm4IBIzgVU/s72-c/ElvisMemorialTag2005Erich.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-5039590854219974288</id><published>2007-08-10T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:44:09.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='king from heaven'/><title type='text'>He is looking at us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrzxDM374_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/RPLX9F17dlA/s1600-h/WALL_laketemple-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097213915574297586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrzxDM374_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/RPLX9F17dlA/s400/WALL_laketemple-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the first day of his week! It's the time for us to fly our hearts and send our love to our sweetheart! He is just listening to us! He is looking at us with that deep warm eyes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He left along time ago. He was so tired and weak physically, but his tender heart was full of love! Love for us , for people, for his baby, for life and also for God! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During his last year, King did over 146 concert all over the USA.They would make him weaker and sicker, but he didn't think about himself as always! He did it just for the people who loved him and he really loved them. His close friends said that after any performing , he would get worse, every time it would make him more exhausted and he was bearing deadly pain , but again the next time he would stand on the stage with that sweet smile but unbearable pain and let his heart out to people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't that love? he devoted his love, his life and his health to us! He knew he was going soon and he wanted to be more with his people, so he devoted his health and stood with that hard pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he was very happy and thankful to his God that he could still sing! What a man! He could have gotten more rest , but he annoyed himself with the pain and show his love to us! He never thought about himself. He never cared about his comfort! He just wanted to do something that people loved! He said ," God loves me that I can still sing! I'm very thankful !" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now it's been thirty long years since God took him from us but, I can still feel his love! His love is as hot as it used to be! When I look at him I see a lonely man with the kindest eyes full of tears! I see a strong man that I love to get warmed in his arms! I see helpful tender hands which I wish to have over my head and innocent fingers that I need to feel through my hair! I hear a deep strong voice which is full of nostalgia! the voice full of sadness and cry! I listen to it and I hear his heart crying down deep and I can't help crying! I want to touch this shaking loving heart and feel dignity! I want him to hold me in that loving supporting arms!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now he is looking at us after those many years and the heaven is the only place he can rest .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is looking at us with his love and care for us! He didn't forget us and he likes us not to forget him and his inner soul! He wanted to be remembered for good and he is really! I can't forget his kind loving personality, his innocent look and his trustworthy shoulders! He is looking at us from heaven and he is smiling to the people who think about him and remember his good nature!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember you , THE KING OF HEARTS !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-5039590854219974288?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/5039590854219974288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=5039590854219974288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5039590854219974288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5039590854219974288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/he-is-looking-at-us.html' title='He is looking at us!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrzxDM374_I/AAAAAAAAAB0/RPLX9F17dlA/s72-c/WALL_laketemple-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-5863909651471330388</id><published>2007-08-08T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:49:53.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rrm6ks374-I/AAAAAAAAABs/axHwgeG14Ks/s1600-h/WALL_aloha-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096309593030255586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rrm6ks374-I/AAAAAAAAABs/axHwgeG14Ks/s400/WALL_aloha-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look far away! It's sunset and there is a huge burning fire in the sea! as huge as the sea! The sea is burning! There is a man as endless as the sea, as pure as the sea . You can see the sunset burning in his eyes , the eternity in his look . He looks with that pain and I feel how sad he was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He looks like the rainy sky and his tears are falling like stars of sorrow! His deep smile and his shaking hands call my heart to feel his pain ! that lonely smile , from that lonely heart! Those loving tender warm hands which loved to take helpless hands and warm them , help them, protect them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, that smile is vanished! those eyes are closed! those hands are gone!That look is passed! Yes, the man is gone! The king is back to the sky! He is silent forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a great song which he performed in his last concert! It's sad and emotional! I saw it in a video, he sat, played the piano himself and, sang this beautiful song! I feel the pain in his voice and his body! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He shared his love with us in this song and now I want to share my love with him , I write it down ! He lets his heart free and sings it again and I fly in his sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the name is UNCHAINED MELODY , I'm listening to him now and he's watching the sunset and smiling kindly ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unchained Melody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh , my love , my darling ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've hungered for your love , a long lonely time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And time goes by , so slowly, and time can do so much ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Are you , still mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I need your love , I need your love ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;God speed your love to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lonely rivers flow to the sea , to the sea ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To the open arms of the sea ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lonely rivers cry, wait for me , wait for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'll be coming home , wait for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Oh , my love , my darling ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've hungered for your love a long lonely time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And time goes by , so slowly , and time can do so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Are you , still mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I need your love , I need your love ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;God speed your love to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear love , ELVIS , I'm waiting for you, forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8452367458033664564-5863909651471330388?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/5863909651471330388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=5863909651471330388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5863909651471330388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5863909651471330388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-look-far-away-its-sunset-and-there-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rrm6ks374-I/AAAAAAAAABs/axHwgeG14Ks/s72-c/WALL_aloha-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-7890270248467523298</id><published>2007-08-06T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:58:44.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He knew he was going!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RredAM3749I/AAAAAAAAABk/9yNmUazy75Y/s1600-h/WALL_starrywonder.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095714130174403538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RredAM3749I/AAAAAAAAABk/9yNmUazy75Y/s400/WALL_starrywonder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knew it was near! He knew it was about to come so soon! He was in a lot of pain and misery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was so tired. He was too broken to go on. He was looking for sun and for the sky. His heart was full of pain and sorrow. He was just tolerating for his love! No other reason to stand, but just for Lord and just for people. He said ,"as long as I can sing and I can make people happy, I thank my god and I appreciate him for everyday I live! " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was dealing with lots of difficulties , his body was  being tortured infact because of those serious illnesses and he had become so weak. Doctors confirmed that his condition was really bad and hard to put up with. They said that his pain was really unbearable!He was getting worse and worse everyday, he was getting weaker and weaker, he was really being tortured because he could see he was getting old and lifeless! He could see that people could understand his physical weakness and that hurt him so badly! but he didn't give up! He was going through a lot of emotional pain and suffering, but he just stood tall and carried all alone! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had a broken heart but he didn't break any hearts! He went on stage even with so much pain and frustration. He loved people and that kept him pushing that way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he knew he was going forever and that was coming soon! He was very sad with saying goodbye to his lovers and beloved ones. he was very unkind to himself but the kindest to friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loved life and anything concerned to living , but he was really tired. It was a very short time for a great man to live but he changed the world and was really a flaming star in the dark sky! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He loved to meet his God and God definitely wanted him to rest!He could hear that , so opened his wings and got ready to fly toward sun . &lt;strong&gt;He left forever... ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-7890270248467523298?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/7890270248467523298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=7890270248467523298' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7890270248467523298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7890270248467523298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/he-knew-he-was-going.html' title='He knew he was going!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RredAM3749I/AAAAAAAAABk/9yNmUazy75Y/s72-c/WALL_starrywonder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-9030744384482341941</id><published>2007-08-05T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T05:53:22.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In his heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrXe8M3748I/AAAAAAAAABc/sqrZ37O4kG0/s1600-h/WALL_desert_light-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095223679268938690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrXe8M3748I/AAAAAAAAABc/sqrZ37O4kG0/s400/WALL_desert_light-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is ELvis's great poem. He wrote it in a Bible , gave to one of his closest friends in 1977 , the year he died ! It's actually his heart's words to his Lord! he spoke of love to his beloved , he spoke to his God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's listen to voice of his heart and his soul on his last days! let's cry with his heart and be aware of this great man's wishes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sit here alone , thinking , watching how the moon light's glows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meditating upon the garden water there below ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've only just begun to spend my life , to have some fun&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But as I think of all I've lost , the hurt hangs on ; so slow to go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm now full grown and called a man_ but really , is that what I am?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My heart's so young , it feels like new_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To think I'm getting old makes me very blue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lord , just let me laugh and be the clown I am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please give me dignity and grace_&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I can have the strength to face...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These final days that seems to race...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me have some time to do all I can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So facing death won't be such a task.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please Lord , thy will be done , that's all I ask.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELVIS PRESLEY , 1977&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-9030744384482341941?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/9030744384482341941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=9030744384482341941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/9030744384482341941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/9030744384482341941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-his-heart.html' title='In his heart'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrXe8M3748I/AAAAAAAAABc/sqrZ37O4kG0/s72-c/WALL_desert_light-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-7991817218762340973</id><published>2007-08-04T07:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:19.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll remember you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrSRqs3747I/AAAAAAAAABU/RqKpJQdoGjg/s1600-h/EPpaper13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094857241249178546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrSRqs3747I/AAAAAAAAABU/RqKpJQdoGjg/s400/EPpaper13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of my best favorite songs which Elvis performed in Hawaii! It's so soft and full of feelings , and he sang it with his own inside! I love this song and I feel him and his memory through this great song! he also sings my name_Breeze_ very gently in this song! maybe it's a message to me, from him and his heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember him as listening to this song , and I will remember him forever! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my best man , dear Elvis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Long after this endless summer has gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be lonely oh so lonely,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Living only to remember you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your voice as soft as the warm summer breeze,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your sweet laughter , morning's laughter ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever laughter , I'll remember you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To your arms someday , I'll return to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then I will remember too,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every bright star we made wishes upon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love me always , promise always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oooh, You'll remember too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll remember you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8452367458033664564-7991817218762340973?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/7991817218762340973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=7991817218762340973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7991817218762340973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7991817218762340973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/ill-remember-you.html' title='I&apos;ll remember you!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrSRqs3747I/AAAAAAAAABU/RqKpJQdoGjg/s72-c/EPpaper13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-8610071264246286428</id><published>2007-08-03T13:03:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:19.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrOQi83746I/AAAAAAAAABM/2sTKnIyGRK0/s1600-h/daddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094574533616853922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrOQi83746I/AAAAAAAAABM/2sTKnIyGRK0/s400/daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This romantic poem was found in a book Elvis gave to one of his friends , written by him personally! I found it as loving as he was! he was definitely a lover as a father, a husband, an artist, and a real man! I know God shared his love with this grate man and he just kept it with whole his heart and gave the God's love to all people, all over the world, in all times! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why we can still feel his love after so many years! I can feel the best dad's love, emotion and pain for his beloved daughter through this pleasant poem! It's as soft as his music! you can fly over his love sky and hear love and devotion in his heart's voice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;look at this lovely poem he wrote for his love, his daughter , little Lisa and see it for yourself how lover , sad, and painful he was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lisa&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get up---to face the day--She's so quick to tell me I am wrongShe and I are always here alone. She says why can't we go outside today?Because she really wants to play. I tell her that I love her so,But I must stay indoors today -- She says, but you don't have to be alone.Why can't we just have fun all day? I tell her that I'm tired--getting old--She says, Daddy, you're not growing old --it's just that you're afraid they'll be too bold.She says Oh Daddy, come on out with me! I'll get the Jeep and we can ride.So I get up and watch her eyes as they look at me. So full of love and trust and pride--This, my little girl, my joy, my life - She leads me out into the sun--And then we really do have fun. She keeps me laughing, this child of mine.And I start to feeling really fine. She tells me, Listen...that's your name!Come on now Elvis, we have to do your thing - And when we walk down to the street-I know she's proud of me-her daddy- She says, it's you they want to meet!Now daddy, stand up straight, and don't forget - hold up your head.Remember you're the best and I'm here with you- This is better than staying in bed.They are my friends too- and I will help you talk and we can walk -Right to the gate-I'll show you-they really are our friends -And Daddy, try to stand up straight - or I will have to kick you shin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-8610071264246286428?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/8610071264246286428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=8610071264246286428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/8610071264246286428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/8610071264246286428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/daddys-poem.html' title='Daddy&apos;s poem'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrOQi83746I/AAAAAAAAABM/2sTKnIyGRK0/s72-c/daddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-7288828299559323974</id><published>2007-08-01T03:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:19.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvis loved us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrBx-c3745I/AAAAAAAAABE/zgjWZFWZJ7Q/s1600-h/EPlast33.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093696496272663442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrBx-c3745I/AAAAAAAAABE/zgjWZFWZJ7Q/s320/EPlast33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrBxYM3744I/AAAAAAAAAA8/7dYCKDVrjLI/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093695839142667138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrBxYM3744I/AAAAAAAAAA8/7dYCKDVrjLI/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrBwvs3743I/AAAAAAAAAA0/zNPqVK48psU/s1600-h/22-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093695143357965170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrBwvs3743I/AAAAAAAAAA0/zNPqVK48psU/s400/22-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is almost two weeks remained to his death! thirty years ago, in this time , he was getting ready to travel! a trip forever! without coming back! He received an invitation from his Lord , so he got his one-way ticket and left us, his lovers, in an ocean of cry and regret!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wasn't unkind, no , he loved us! He loved his people and his audience ! He laughed and cried with us! He fell in love with us! didn't you hear he said ," Take my hand , take my whole life too, for I can't help falling in love with you! " ? It was his famous song! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He wanted to be with us , but it wasn't his choise! again in this song he saye,"Like a river flows surely to the sea, darling so it goes, SOMETHINGS ARE MEANT TO BE! " He sang this song at the end of many of his concerts! He wanted us to know that he loved us! He sang his music with a kind heart full of burning lights for any of us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In his last years it was really difficult for him to go on. he had a broken heart and a body full of pain and offended by many disasters! he really needed to rest and think about himself, he needed somebody to lean on , he needed much more time to get out of those huge problems!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was hopeless and unhappy! he lost many things in those years and he was very sensitive and caring. So it destroyed his health . He was suffering and feeling a lot of pain during all those years! sadly,no one could understand what he was really tolerating ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all those years he still loved us with all his heart! he was really sick in his last days but he kept giving concerts to his fans and tried to hold on as the man we loved! He didn't want to give up! He wanted to share anything he had with us and he did! He lost everything but, gave everything to us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think he was a saint ! he was a hero ! he could devote everything to his beloved ones! he did something that we can never forget him! Even if it's been a long time since he's gone! he is right here in our minds! and surely he's the KING of our hearts forever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He had many beautiful comments , here is the one;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;" Long after I'm gone , what I did today will be heard by someone. I just want them to get the best of what I had. " ELVIS PRESLEY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tender Elvis , you are always on my mind ! &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/8452367458033664564-7288828299559323974?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/7288828299559323974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=7288828299559323974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7288828299559323974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/7288828299559323974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/08/elvis-loved-us.html' title='Elvis loved us!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RrBx-c3745I/AAAAAAAAABE/zgjWZFWZJ7Q/s72-c/EPlast33.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-1256017227865212169</id><published>2007-07-31T04:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:20.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so lonesome I could cry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rq8cDM3741I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9PcOUaBaqnk/s1600-h/ALOHAWALLPAPERDANDC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093320544900342610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rq8cDM3741I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9PcOUaBaqnk/s400/ALOHAWALLPAPERDANDC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Elvis sang this lovely sad song in Hawaii. I love it as Elvis did. &lt;div align="left"&gt;Before performing this song, he said ,"this is probably the saddest song I've ever heard!'' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and this is true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so lonesome I could cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hear that lonesome winter bird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He sounds too blue to fly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The midnight train is whining low,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so lonesome I could cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Did you ever see a robin weep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When leaves began to die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That means he's lost the will to live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so lonesome I could cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The silence of a falling star,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lights up a purple sky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And as I wonder where you are,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so lonesome I could cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so lonesome I could cry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-1256017227865212169?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/1256017227865212169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=1256017227865212169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/1256017227865212169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/1256017227865212169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-so-lonesome-i-could-cry.html' title='I&apos;m so lonesome I could cry!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rq8cDM3741I/AAAAAAAAAAk/9PcOUaBaqnk/s72-c/ALOHAWALLPAPERDANDC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-5117839400659005432</id><published>2007-07-30T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:20.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elvis sings his heart!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rq6Dhc3740I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KzdwB1mtvw8/s1600-h/hoiui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093152839312335682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rq6Dhc3740I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KzdwB1mtvw8/s320/hoiui.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rq6DAs374zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EFQgRyd6eKA/s1600-h/180px-ElvisPresleyAlohafromHawaii.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093152276671619890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rq6DAs374zI/AAAAAAAAAAU/EFQgRyd6eKA/s320/180px-ElvisPresleyAlohafromHawaii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is standing on the stage! every lights focous on him! every eye , every mind ,every heart !&lt;br /&gt;This is Hawaii!He's not as young as his previous concert. There is obviously something sad with him! He is burning in a fire of loss and regret! he lost many of his hopes in life not long ago.&lt;br /&gt;His body and his heart is facing many difficulties! But he is still strong on the stage as before. When he looks at you that burning fire comes out.He just sings his heart! He cries deeply and gets himself lost in to his song!His voice is greater than ever! but he looks sad and broke down!&lt;br /&gt;He lost his sunshine, his baby, he faced a mountain in his life as he sings in YOU GAVE ME A MOUNTAIN! he walks gently on the stage! he kisses and touches his lovers gently and kindly as before! but this time he has a huge missing place in his heart! he gives all his love to his music and goes on with his whole heart!he lets his sorrows come through his voice! I cry deeply and accompany him with the song of love and loss!&lt;br /&gt;He says,"So hush little baby! Don't you cry ! you know your daddy's bound to die!"&lt;br /&gt;and we cry an ocean!&lt;br /&gt;He just closes his burning eyes and sings and his tears are all on his kind face! tears of love and sadness! and that breaks my heart!&lt;br /&gt;I hear the music of love frome a real lover and I just fall in love! down deep and without any resistance!&lt;br /&gt;He is magnificent and now he is standing on the stage of my heart! &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/8452367458033664564-5117839400659005432?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/5117839400659005432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=5117839400659005432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5117839400659005432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/5117839400659005432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/07/elvis-sings-his-heart.html' title='Elvis sings his heart!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/Rq6Dhc3740I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KzdwB1mtvw8/s72-c/hoiui.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-3129580762824404278</id><published>2007-07-27T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:20.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seprate ways! what a lovely song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RqpElc374yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0LIYw6b2JLw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091957738892419874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RqpElc374yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0LIYw6b2JLw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I found a wonderful song of Elvis! The name is SEPERATE WAYS !what a soft and pleasant voice! I can easily fly high in the sky! he sings from the bottom of his heart! you can see his tears of sarrow and you can hear the music of love and you can feel his broken heart through his lovely singing!The song remind me of his own life and his sadness! It's about seprating and loosing beloved ones!How kind and sensitive a man can be! Elvis my man !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-3129580762824404278?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/3129580762824404278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=3129580762824404278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3129580762824404278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/3129580762824404278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/07/seprate-ways-what-lovely-song.html' title='Seprate ways! what a lovely song!'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t8j-wHHdqZs/RqpElc374yI/AAAAAAAAAAM/0LIYw6b2JLw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8452367458033664564.post-8843255434745820006</id><published>2007-07-26T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:32:43.936-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our king'/><title type='text'>This is my first post,I hope it goes well</title><content type='html'>It's been thirty years since we lost our true love!Our KING! our dear lovely Elvis!     I just can't believe he isn't here ,among us any more!His voice is in my mind so strongly that I can't believe he's silent now!His eyes are looking at me with that burning fire and I can't think he's asleep now!Is that true?Is he gone?wherever I look,I see him! with that pretty lovely smile and that warm breath and those kind eyes!I can see the pain and loneliness in his eyes!He says "I'm so lonely,Oh so lonely!" Is he really?&lt;br /&gt;Did people forget him?Do they remember his kindness and passion?Do they think of his generousity and care for others?Do they feel his love wich remained through the years?&lt;br /&gt;How is my world without dear ELVIS? I can feel my sadness and sorrow and I cry for my darling!does he listen to my words?does he feel my pain? can he understand my respect for himself? I'm sure he's listening to me and I 'm sure he likes to be rememberd! so if you love dear Elvis and you think of him like me,let's think together and share our love about our sweetheart and send our love messeges to our Tender!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8452367458033664564-8843255434745820006?l=vivaelvis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/feeds/8843255434745820006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8452367458033664564&amp;postID=8843255434745820006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/8843255434745820006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8452367458033664564/posts/default/8843255434745820006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vivaelvis.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-my-first-postihope-it-goes-well.html' title='This is my first post,I hope it goes well'/><author><name>Nassim</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15921029876166150174</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
