<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Seasons of Zimbabwe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The country newly-born, we were younger still<br>Jacaranda blossoms paved the stone under our feet<br>We drank the bittersweet coffee of the Chipinge hills<br>By the roadside in the glow of Independence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As we explored the central park's every hidden corner<br>The miniature Victoria Falls, the botanical treasures<br>And the open-air soapstone sculpture displays<br>You told me tipsy tales of Mzilikazi</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We rode the flying bus down to the old Zimbabwe<br>And walked among the peaceful ruined walls<br>As peacocks strolled insoucient in the gardens<br>We climbed the fortress to view the rolling plains</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The corn was white and tall the month we married<br>In an improvised bare office filled with laughter<br>Animals graced the hills above our reception<br>Music drifted to the border with Botswana</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We made love in the wedding suite, high above the city<br>Embelished by the gentle blues of Cape China<br>With joy I entered you as your husband<br>And sunrise filled our window with its glory</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today we're not so young, Zimbabwe is much older<br>Its splendour is revisiting its ruins<br>In Namibia's childhood you were lost, your sweetness<br>Is held only by the warm earth of Mochudi now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For we have all been claimed by our addictions<br>The richest topsoil worn down into powder<br>Dreams of liberation have been stolen<br>And seasons of young love are past their flower.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</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=392376" data-title="Seasons of Zimbabwe de Frank Bana" data-description="The country newly-born, we were younger still Jacaranda blossoms paved the stone under our feet We drank the bittersweet coffee of the Chipinge hills By the roadside in the glow of Independence As we explored the central park's every hidden corne..."></div> </div> </div>

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