<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=400168" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When in winter summer is dead (cyhydedd fer sonnet)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When in winter summer is truly dead, <br>when the all flowers and leaves are shed<br>still I hear the dove's lovely coo and sing<br>as if they are whispering about spring.<br>Even when the cold winter winds sweep in<br>the ripe to the remaining plants death bring, <br>when birds to a distant summer have fled<br>to follow them your wings you do not spread.<br>There must be a kind of greatness, something<br>in romantically together living<br>there are icy and stripped days ahead, <br>promising a summer sun rising red<br>lies always somewhere in the near beyond, <br>like a dropp falling, falling in a pond.</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=400168" data-title="When in winter summer is dead (cyhydedd fer sonnet) de Gert Strydom" data-description="When in winter summer is truly dead, when the all flowers and leaves are shed still I hear the dove's lovely coo and sing as if they are whispering about spring. Even when the cold winter winds sweep in the ripe to the remaining plants death brin..."></div> </div> </div>

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