<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=447436" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pruning Flowering Gums</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One summer day, along the street, <br>Men pruned the gums <br>To make them neat. <br>The tender branches, white with flowers, <br>Lay in the sun <br>For hours and hours, <br>And every hour they grew more sweet, <br>More honey-like <br>Until the street <br>Smelt like a hive, withouten bees. <br>But still the gardeners <br>Lopped the trees. <br>Then came the children out of school, <br>Noisy and separate <br>As their rule Of being is. The spangled trees <br>Gave them one heart: <br>Such power to please <br>Had all the flowering branches strown <br>Around for them <br>To make their own. <br>Then such a murmuring arose <br>As made the ears <br>Confirm the nose <br>And give the lie to eyes. For hours <br>Child bees hummed <br>In the honey flowers. <br>They gathered sprigs and armfuls. Some <br>Ran with their fragrant <br>Burdens home, <br>And still returned; and after them <br>Would drag great boughs. <br>Some stripped a stem <br>Of rosy flowers and played with these. <br>Never such love <br>Had earthly trees <br>As these young creatures gave. By night, <br>The treasured sprays <br>Of their delight <br>Were garnered every one. The street <br>Looked, as the council liked it, neat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lesbia+Harford">Lesbia Harford</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=447436" data-title="Pruning Flowering Gums de Lesbia Harford" data-description="One summer day, along the street, Men pruned the gums To make them neat. The tender branches, white with flowers, Lay in the sun For hours and hours, And every hour they grew more sweet, More honey-like Until the street Smelt like a hive,..."></div> </div> </div>

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