<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413137" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I have some green grapes at their best</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have some green grapes at their best<br>And I am waiting for you to pass by<br>For these grapes are of such great taste<br>It is the truth so I swear and so I sigh</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They were raised upon mountains high<br>where the wind softly blow<br>and a herd of wild horses feeds nigh<br>on tall grass blades rooted grow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So this is why my grapes are so sweet<br>The mountain spring by them lead<br>Tall reeds guard the gates <br>To keep out the ugly crow’s gait</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Quietly my green grapes wait<br>For the clock sounds the hour late<br>What makes you hesitate? <br>What makes you not keep your date? <br>Therefore my grapes are so sad<br>And I am waiting not have gone yet to bed</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But here I hear approaching steps from the south<br>My green grapes are full of hopes for your mouth<br>But still I am so lonely and sad<br>Since to bring flowers you forbade</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">May be next year you change your mind<br>And to my request you be more kind<br>And I will bring you flowers from the bowers<br>Wet with rain of rainbow showers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> copy rights 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Ziv">Isaac Ziv</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=413137" data-title="I have some green grapes at their best de Isaac Ziv" data-description="I have some green grapes at their best And I am waiting for you to pass by For these grapes are of such great taste It is the truth so I swear and so I sigh They were raised upon mountains high where the wind softly blow and a herd of wild horses..."></div> </div> </div>

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