<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=439372" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Most Times Away From Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sacred inside cries.<br>Unlike those one catches by surprise, <br>When in the midst of weeping willows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Crushed and pushed aside, <br>Are branches that have exercised<br>Death rituals.<br>And laying lifelessly betwigged, <br>Under trees still seen mossed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Footsteps crunch through them, <br>As if they laid to carpet one's weight.<br>While snowflakes fall gently, <br>On memories one has of the Scotch Pines<br>And the Oak leaves clinging...<br>In early New England Winters.<br>On trees kissed with a whitened mist.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Frosting breezes begin to blow...<br>As children throw snowballs, <br>Aglow<br>During the festival of holidays gone! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And whispered are these soft cries one keeps.<br>Holding onto sighs pushed through heavy breathing.<br>Hunched shoulders seem to bear a pain.<br>On a path sustained...<br>Through imprints made by seasons changing, <br>For one.<br>Who journeys on their own! <br>For one...<br>Who journeys on their own, <br>With a burning yearning done.<br>Most times away from home! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Most times alone to roam.<br>Most times, <br>Away from home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</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=439372" data-title="Most Times Away From Home de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="Sacred inside cries. Unlike those one catches by surprise, When in the midst of weeping willows. Crushed and pushed aside, Are branches that have exercised Death rituals. And laying lifelessly betwigged, Under trees still seen mossed. Footste..."></div> </div> </div>

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