<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=466946" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Boy</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My boy turned a page trying to prove <br>That ever since his bottles and spirit<br>He had grown old and sufficient, <br>Like the pages of my binder.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“What the hell do you think<br>You’re doing? Captivating? ”<br>I said to the poor old boy, <br>A purloiner of books and old toys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“I have my word and my work, father! ”<br>The boy retorted from his voice of <br>Slight laughter, with rain on his brush<br>And rain on his paint, the two possessions.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I couldn’t see you there with artistic endeavour, <br>I thought to myself, but weirdest intelligence<br>Gave the rain a doubt, and so the life became rain, <br>Still rain, and more rainy days to come.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Naveed+Akram">Naveed Akram</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=466946" data-title="My Boy de Naveed Akram" data-description="My boy turned a page trying to prove That ever since his bottles and spirit He had grown old and sufficient, Like the pages of my binder. “What the hell do you think You’re doing? Captivating? ” I said to the poor old boy, A purloiner of..."></div> </div> </div>

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