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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=399226" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Seasons</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As if summer will never end<br>irises are everywhere in the garden<br>with opening flower after flower<br>in light yellow, deep purple and rust-brown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bright hot sun hangs day after day<br>in a cobalt blue sky and even carnations, geraniums<br>and flame lilies are showing their beauty, <br>are still holding onto summer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Doves are still cooing in the oak tree, <br>their are finches and sparrows cavorting up and down<br>and it’s as if nature is thwarting autumn<br>while dew is still shining on the leaves in the mornings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until later the sky becomes dull blue<br>while the sun is getting much more faint.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Slowly the leaves are falling<br>descending in different colours, <br>in one’s and two’s and later in a bigger number<br>tree-trunks become dark brown, red and some pallid</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until every tree but for those that are evergreen stand skeleton, <br>the birds that remain sit next to each other shivering, <br>wishing for the winter to past<br>having difficulty to find seeds and other food</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the cold winter wind blows through everything, <br>filling the air with whirling dust clouds<br>with stripped branches flinging up and down<br>and everywhere leaves and branches lie in a jumble</div><div style="margin:10px 0">until the wind dies down and the morning fog hangs like vapour, <br>at times only at noon is dispersed by the sun. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Days are cold and grey while the sun hides, <br>with a owl hunting during the day<br>searching for hungry mice sneaking around in the yellow grass<br>and all other signs of animal life is missing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but for doves sitting here and there<br>on telephone wires, <br>in disconsolation staring into the distance<br>and early mornings the grass is covered with white ripe</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and it is as if every flower succumbs, <br>is shrinking crumpled and are folding close<br>until the first spring rain comes suddenly, <br>with sprouts and buds appearing and new flowers folding open</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when fruit trees are covered with white, pink and yellow blossoms<br>and the sudden beauty takes your breath away.</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>
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As if summer will never end
irises are everywhere in the garden
with opening flower after flower
in light yellow, deep purple and rust-brown.

The bright hot sun hangs day after day
in a cobalt blue sky and even carnations, geraniums
and flame ..."></div>
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