<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368528" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Green Things Growing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O the green things growing, the green things growing,<br>The faint sweet smell of the green things growing!<br>I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve,<br>Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O the fluttering and the pattering of those green things growing!<br>How they talk each to each, when none of us are knowing;<br>In the wonderful white of the weird moonlight<br>Or the dim dreamy dawn when the cocks are crowing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I love, I love them so - my green things growing!<br>And I think that they love me, without false showing;<br>For by many a tender touch, they comfort me so much,<br>With the soft mute comfort of green things growing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And in the rich store of their blossoms glowing<br>Ten for one I take they're on me bestowing:<br>Oh, I should like to see, if God's will it may be,<br>Many, many a summer of my green things growing!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But if I must be gathered for the angel's sowing,<br>Sleep out of sight awhile, like the green things growing,<br>Though dust to dust return, I think I'll scarcely mourn,<br>If I may change into green things growing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dinah+Maria+Mulock+Craik">Dinah Maria Mulock Craik</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368528" data-title="Green Things Growing de Dinah Maria Mulock Craik" data-description="O the green things growing, the green things growing, The faint sweet smell of the green things growing! I should like to live, whether I smile or grieve, Just to watch the happy life of my green things growing. O the fluttering and the pattering..."></div> </div> </div>

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