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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451476" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Conspicuous by its Absence</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">While tending to the garden one balmy November, <br>Helping my mother wash the leaves of the dust, <br>And gently cut off the dead branches and flowers, <br>Spraying the ones still seeming bright and robust…</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She picked some reeds lying by her side, <br>Puzzled, I asked what are these for mother.<br>They are for the infants of the garden my child, <br>They need support to grow and are called climbers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sweet pea is one garden flower of such a family, <br>So I am going to use these reeds to make a trellis.<br>By January, despite chill the flowers will be smiling gaily, <br>Soft hues, translucent, capricious and sweet scented...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They are really my favourite as they have no flamboyance, <br>Growing them is like meditation and needs a lot of patience.<br>Now, in gardens, they are conspicuous by their absence, <br>Perhaps because we like things with zero maintenance...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To thrive, plants or relationships need love and nurture<br>No wonder, they wilt and have an uncertain future....</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</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=451476" data-title="Conspicuous by its Absence de Mamta Agarwal" data-description="While tending to the garden one balmy November, Helping my mother wash the leaves of the dust, And gently cut off the dead branches and flowers, Spraying the ones still seeming bright and robust… She picked some reeds lying by her side, Puz..."></div> </div> </div>
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