Hi Crazies,<br /><br />Haven&#39;t made it on the last couple of days...work was so busy yesterday - it&#39;s either feast or famine,<br />plus we are adjusting to new administration.  I will be so happy to head off to Italy October 2nd and to have that three week absence.  I hope things settle down while I&#39;m away.  Nothing like a cruise to help<br />put things in perspective or to fortify you for whatever you might have to face&#33;&#33;<br /><br />Glad things are starting to dry out on the Texas coast.  I still haven&#39;t heard from my friend in Beaumont or my Galveston nursing professor collegue.  I haven&#39;t wanted to call yet...figure they&#39;ll send an email when they are ready to let us know how much damage Ike did to their respective homes.<br /><br />I was up at 5AM - off today but am on call now.  Accomplished a few things - even went out and got a perm...figured I should try NOT to look like an old fuddy duddy in Rome.  Also did some grocery shopping...would hate for the boys to run out of toilet paper, etc....I suppose they could manage a trip out for essentials but, to them, necessities are more like Corona, etc.<br /><br /><br />Creative Writing -  www.helium.com - Poetry:  I hear you <br />by Carmen HenesyI <br /><br />There are 132 articles on this title. You are reading the article ranked and rated #4 by Helium&#39;s members.<br /><br />I hear you... <br />In the softest whisper of night sounds, <br />As the pale moon fades in the sky, <br />In the whirring wings of a hummingbird, <br />Or a restless infant&#39;s cry.<br /><br />I hear you... <br />In the love sonnets penned by poets, <br />Or the waves that caress the shore, <br />In exploding holiday fireworks, <br />As their shimmering sparkles soar.<br /><br />I hear you... <br />In the swaying grass of the pampas, <br />Or on a blustery, wintry day, <br />In a peaceful chapel at sunset, <br />Where I pause to reflect and to pray.<br /><br />I hear you... <br />In the symphony&#39;s eloquent music, <br />As the fog horns bleat in the night, <br />In the ripple of laughter of children, <br />In their squeals of excited delight.<br /><br />I hear you... <br />Even when there is just silence, <br />And no sound pierces the air, <br />You are such a part of my being, <br />I hear you when nothing is there&#33;<br /><br />