<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413939" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Guilt 08 for friend J.T.Ellison</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The slow soft sighing of the breeze, recalls a stir of memories.<br> Some good, some bad, some sad, some glad. concerning all the friends I’ve had<br>All of my youthful dreams which failed young love affairs which quickly staled<br>All of my petty victories I can recall with greatest ease.<br>My failures too are on parade, all of the errors I have made.<br>Insist on coming to the fore, they do not matter any more.<br>I have regrets of course I do I can’t deny that this is true.<br>Now looking back I clearly see. It wasn’t always up to me.<br>sometimes because of circumstance I was prepared to take a chance<br> and acted irresponsibly. Instead of thinking carefully.<br>When I was young, naïve and green Made promises I did not mean<br> in order to achieve my ends. Now it’s too late to make amends.<br> Some memories come as punishment and other memories are meant <br>to comfort me in my distress. Assuage the sins which I confess.<br>I think perhaps this might be true of each and every one of you.<br>I offer in my own defence that I learnt by experience<br>the lessons which I needed to as everybody has to do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">1-Jun-08</div><div style="margin:10px 0">http: // blog my space.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> <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=413939" data-title="Guilt 08 for friend J.T.Ellison de Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg" data-description="The slow soft sighing of the breeze, recalls a stir of memories. Some good, some bad, some sad, some glad. concerning all the friends I’ve had All of my youthful dreams which failed young love affairs which quickly staled All of my petty victor..."></div> </div> </div>

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