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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413543" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Antidote for J.T.Ellison</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Before me lies a narrow road <br>with hedges, high on either side.<br>With only sunlight for my load<br>I am content to boldly stride</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I care not where the road may lead <br>but I am sure it leads somewhere.<br>That’s knowledge that I do not need<br>I am not burdened down by care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For two whole weeks I am quite free.<br>I chose a walking holiday.<br>There is so much I wish to see.<br>How could there be a better way</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun is warming on my back.<br>My shadow always runs ahead<br> on metalled roads or dusty track<br>and I must follow where I’m led.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once noon is passed I start to look<br> I am not fussy not at all<br> A wayside on or sheltered nook <br>protected by a dry stone wall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My sleeping bag is very light<br>but waterproof and warm withal.<br>I do not fear the fall of night.<br>I’ll sleep lulled by the night birds call.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The first rays of the rising sun <br>will serve in place of my alarm.<br>Then I will rise and carry one <br>and breakfast at some friendly farm.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have sufficient cash to pay<br>for what I need as I pass through<br>small villages along the way.<br>Where I may spend an hour or two.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or stay the night If I so choose.<br> I have no deadline I must keep.<br>My ready cash they won’t refuse<br>I’m sure to find a place to sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But holidays like all good things <br>come to an end eventually.<br>But until them my heart still sing<br> as I store up new memories.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I must return and be confined<br> in narrow grimy city streets.<br>Which seem to me to be designed<br> for those weighed down by life’s defeats.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am refreshed and ready to<br> endure the drabness of each day<br> with brick walls limiting my view.<br>Remembering my holiday.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">15-Oct-08</div><div style="margin:10px 0">http: // blog.myspace.com/poeticpiers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ivor+Or+Ivor.e+Hogg">Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg</a><div class=q>
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with hedges, high on either side.
With only sunlight for my load
I am content to boldly stride

 I care not where the road may lead 
but I am sure it leads somewhere.
That’s knowledge that I do not need
I am not bur..."></div>
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