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I am currently knitting a hat for a close friend of mine and have lost the pattern. This wouldn't be a big deal to me if I could remember how to decrease and finnish off the hat. But I DO remember exactly everything up to that point (because I messed up enough that I had memorized that part). If you recognize this pattern, please let me know where to find it. THANK YOU!

Ear flap One:

Cast on 6 stitches

1:Knit

2:Purl

3:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row (8 stitches on needles)

4:Purl

5:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row

6:Purl

7:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row

8:Purl

9:Knit

10:Purl, increase by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row (14 stitches)

11:Knit

12:Purl

13:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row

14:Purl

15:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row (18 stitches on needles)

16:Purl

17:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row

18:Purl

19:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row

20:Purl

21:Knit

22:Purl Increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row

23:Knit

24:Purl

25:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row (26 stitches on needles)

26:Purl

27:Knit increasing by 2 at the first and last stitches of the row (28 stitches on needles)

28:Purl Increasing the first and last stitches

repeat for second flap,

cast on 8 stiches, transfer second flap onto circular needles,

knit across flap,

Cast on 8 stitches

Knit in the round til you have about 4 1/2 inches above cast on stitches

and thats all i remember. I know there is decreases til you are left with 8 stitches and that you just pull the yarn through those last stitches to sinch it shut. please help me find this pattern.

I've surched the internet for the total number of people who died in the U.S. last year from the Bubonic pague. can you help?

My Friend

Every time you smile

I feel like the sun has come up

And the day has started again

For in My life

Your smile means

Happiness is not far away

Every time you laugh

I hear the Band playing

And want to join you.

I love the way your sax sounds

Even though I swore

Never to love a sax player

Every time you come my way

I try to hide the feelings

I have for you

I want to stay friends

Yet, my feelings

Could make things uncomfortable

HELP ME!! I need to make more sense with this. I know how I feel, but I can't get it into words wich is frustrating if you knew me! If you have a better Idea, e-mail me

I Like this guy and we talk and i find myself writing poems about him. I need to tell him but not reck the little friendship we have. How do I do that?

my school has many diferent telented people and a very active jernalism department. do you think that a poetry section in the school paper is a good idea? we have more then enough poets in the school, but would the school alow it? what do you think of the idea?

my dad and i don't get to see each other much. I think he might enjoy a poem, anyone want to rate it, no, make sujestions on how to make it better? thanks!

Daddie's little girl

Yes, i'm a daddie's little girl

even though i am fourteen

in public i still don't mind to be seen

holding my dad's hand

I'll never be too old

and never to meture

for i can always be shure

that you will be there for me

I'm my daddie's little girl

and this will never change

though i may get older

I'm still your little girl!

A posted this one a while ago. i retitled it Cry of the Wolf. Does it sound right?

a lone sound

a cry rising in the air

the tune,

a familiar malncohly howel of the wolf

a beautiful melody

a saddening sound

eruption of noise rises over a calm winter night

the song slowly returns to the lone wolf

than to silence the night returns

Yeah, haaevn't canged it yet, i don't know how, any good ideas?

how to tell a guy

how do i

tell this guy

How I truly feel?

How do I

Tell this guy

that i am for real?

How do I

tell this guy

that i need him?

what do you think of this coryography? it was created by Miles, the guy in the video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EK9FM2AsApw

To my baby nephew

I want to tell you a story

one of your mom and dad

Your mom and dad

are not here

for one reason and plain

The war in the east

Has taken them away

and keeping them from you

I wish you could see them

and them to see you

for its not fair what they've missed

They were fighting for their lives

while you fought to stand up

they where sleeping on the sand

while you where in you crib

I want you to know that they love you so much

but their jobs can't be denied.

Your mom and dad are fighting

for the freedom we all have and enjoy.

Should I keep this for when my nephew gets old enough to understand it? I hope my sister and buother in law come back home safe.

Why do I fall

for the funny guy

who can make me laugh

until i cry

Why do i fall

for the smart one

who can rival me

until the day is done?

Why do i fall

for the cute boy

who can be

so very coy?

Why do I fall

for the talented friend

who keeps me intreaged

until the shows end?

Should I send this to the person I wrote this for? or would it be awkward?

Stillness of a summer night

With a rawring of the crowd

I silently think to my self

Have i ever been so proud?

To be in the Freshman Marching band

and to do what I've just done

I'm glad to be in this band

and to have so much fun

From the begining of the first song

to the ending of the last

when in practice it took so long

this time it went so fast

In this show where spy themes

from Instector Gadget to James Bond

of this silly five minute show

I have become very fond.

I wrote this about my high school band expirence so far. (currently I'm a freshmen) and this was at the state capital. the varsity band tied for best over all show and went to another compitition because of it. I'd like to give it to my band director to keep, but i'm not too shure if he would like it.

"Sing sweet Nightingale"

was the song I heard

coming from above me

from a voice like a bird

I look up to see

a young girl

with flowing golden hair

that in the wind did swril

Nightingale I call her

for her voice is just a sweet

and in this spot

we agree to meet

A poet and a singer

two friends from the start

and as the day diwndles

we hate to part

As we go our sepret was

as the sun goes down

I always hear her sing

"Sing sweet Nigtingale"

So does this sound like Romeo and Juliet. My friends think so.

any one know all the words to the song of sing sweet nightengale? also did i spell nightengale right?

Its intitled Missed

Sitting alone

on an old park bench

watching cars pass by

The go and go

and go and go

Just to catch up with time

They're afraid to miss

a single detail

but because of this they miss alot

So far they missed

the eagle's flight

and the squrrl's funny figt

They missed the sun's victorious fight

to clear the sky of clouds

and regretably missed

the joy that is there to be found

of all these things

the most easily missed

is the lone girl

in a park

on an old, rickety bench

Date: march 3, 2008

time: 5:02

by Gretchen K.

hey, I was wondering, for my graduation day, should i write a poem for all my friends? I'mjust a freshman now, but i have a lot of friends. Any one like the idea? thanks for the insight!

I'm lost for words

I don't know what to say

when you look at me that way

we're friends

but, I hope you see

that the girl who likes you is me

I sent those messages

and the poetry too

oh please don't stop talking

I still want to be friends

yet I hope that on day, we could be more.

Date: December 20, 2007

time- 10:28

writen by me, gretchen k.

the guy I wrote this for will be reciving this shortly.

Goodby my exfriend! (not too sure about the title any sugestions?

we used to be frieds you and I

but now this i have to deny.

for now you laugh at my expence

and also lie to my face.

you say we're friends

and say i wont ever be replaced

yet i can see on your face,

i have been long replaced.

i know you use me

so now

I'm gone

I'm done

I'm leaving now.

but looking around as i walk out the door,

i wish you luck, you need it more.

hey

i have several poems that i want published so no one can wrip off my work any one know any online publishers?

its not my norm but here it goes, i'm thinking of calling it "the wisdom of children"

in innocence

in time long past

a child lies awake at night

to see the glow of a fairies light

she awaits and she sees her first sunrise

the next day at school her friends ask

"did you see it, or did you not"

but what she told her friends most would not expect

"I saw a wonderful site ,

most people take for granted.

a dream for dreamers no doubt

the site I saw most people see

yet do not see at all

for nowadays people rush and miss the glory

and miss the magic too.

its a shame for what they miss

is the day as it renews"