<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=398591" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>It was the last day of May</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was the last day of May<br>and winter was creeping, <br>in to every thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dew had turned<br>to ripe and a chill, <br>was in the night air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brown trees were stripped<br>from leaves<br>and the yellow grass, <br>waved in the winter wind<br>as if dead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even the contract<br>was drawing to its end, <br>but I did not want to give away<br>knowledge from my speciality<br>that was acquired through studies<br>and by the experience of years.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How could any employer<br>expect the sun<br>of intimate knowledge to arise, <br>with a job’s demise?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Gert+Strydom">Gert Strydom</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=398591" data-title="It was the last day of May de Gert Strydom" data-description="It was the last day of May and winter was creeping, in to every thing. Dew had turned to ripe and a chill, was in the night air. Brown trees were stripped from leaves and the yellow grass, waved in the winter wind as if dead. Even the contra..."></div> </div> </div>

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