<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=421708" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bird food</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was sitting on a bale of hay <br>A blue jay flew my way</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Robins did their bobbing worm stab <br>Into the still frozen ungiving earth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw her blue eyes in the carolina sky<br>They made me want to sprout wings and go fly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Where I flew was the nest I intended to fight for<br>I ruffuled my feathers to say nevermore for that piper on the shore</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gave me a glance and smiled to my dismay<br>For today the ground thawed and food was to stay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So plentiful and fine<br>feathery and devine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sticky and sweet<br>smelling like mesquite in the new found heat</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I ruffulled my feathers<br>Showed her my regal bald head</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She gave me the bird<br>The one I never had seen before</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It looked like a snipe <br>So I grabbed a pillow sheet so white</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The night was dark with a sliver moon<br>My flashlight was working last June</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I gave it a shake <br>As to ask if by mistake but captured a loon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If spring would bring Robin to me<br>Why are there beggars like sparrows<br>In my nesting tree?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Shea">John Shea</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=421708" data-title="Bird food de John Shea" data-description="I was sitting on a bale of hay A blue jay flew my way Robins did their bobbing worm stab Into the still frozen ungiving earth I saw her blue eyes in the carolina sky They made me want to sprout wings and go fly Where I flew was the nest I int..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black