<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=483571" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Fruit On A Higher Branch</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">One afternoon, along a river bank, <br>As I rested near a fruit laden tree, <br>I felt the urge to climb, feeding my glee, <br>Or perhaps, 'twas the wildness that I drank, <br>Or the child in me, that yearned to be free; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A fruit dared me, but can't be reached by hand, <br>It hanged so far out, on a tender branch, <br>Seems it paled, from my eyeing, it could blanch, <br>Thought, I'll climb next day, with a stick or wand, <br>But that dusk, I bowed, as I head for ranch; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But the way that wills could, oftentimes, change, <br>Though my aim, next day, was to climb again, <br>Other trees, I passed, did my muse sustain, <br>And before that fruit tree came into range, <br>With ease, a basketful, I did obtain; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With wisdom to go on, seeming unwise, <br>I chose to head homeward, back where I came, <br>And then fancied building ships, make a name, <br>Anything, that myself, I might surprise, <br>When cards are laid, to fare well in life's game; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Today, many a time worn year had passed, <br>But nary a time, have I come back there, <br>And lo! That fruit may still be there, somewhere, <br>Waiting for souls, whose eagerness surpassed, <br>All hardships entailed, not going elsewhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Reyvrex+Questor+Reyes">Reyvrex Questor Reyes</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=483571" data-title="The Fruit On A Higher Branch de Reyvrex Questor Reyes" data-description="One afternoon, along a river bank, As I rested near a fruit laden tree, I felt the urge to climb, feeding my glee, Or perhaps, 'twas the wildness that I drank, Or the child in me, that yearned to be free; A fruit dared me, but can't be reach..."></div> </div> </div>

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