<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383438" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Let's Build Our Friendship</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Imagine! An old oak tree stood solely<br>In the fall of wilderness<br>Under the cloudless sky in its darkness<br>And the wind whistling but in forceless thread</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You, the son of red robin, <br>Learnt to fly for that first worm<br>Fear not from the violent tide<br>But a cloud to a great storm</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I envy your wings to my arms<br>To reach your highest flights<br>For mine is to toil this ground<br>Deep to my nails to seed mine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not yours! Neither should I share<br>But If my destroyers make you live<br>You're my best friend to be around<br>Here you sing, while my fingers dance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On these pebbles, scab of my soil, <br>Make them two fingers your beak<br>To nip each one to my side <br>Until this house is your home</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Truly! Two strangers take time to build their friendship - with patience to know each other, to give and take of what must be shared, to define their differences without insults, and to remain faithful whatever the distance, the height, the fame have their fortune laid on their hands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Efren+Petalver+Carranza">Efren Petalver Carranza</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=383438" data-title="Let's Build Our Friendship de Efren Petalver Carranza" data-description="Imagine! An old oak tree stood solely In the fall of wilderness Under the cloudless sky in its darkness And the wind whistling but in forceless thread You, the son of red robin, Learnt to fly for that first worm Fear not from the violent tide Bu..."></div> </div> </div>

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