<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=486927" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Creep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the vine underneath a thick foliage<br>always has a way of making itself seen<br>so slowly it creeps and climbs<br>the fence <br>each brick, each grill, each wall<br>the tendrils climb <br>and then when it finally sees the sun<br>it lets go its happy smile<br>through its little honeysuckles</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i watch and felt the art of the tendrils<br>curling and curling sprouting and then<br>blooming.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a purpose, there is this vision.<br>I am keeping it. This vine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</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=486927" data-title="Creep de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="the vine underneath a thick foliage always has a way of making itself seen so slowly it creeps and climbs the fence each brick, each grill, each wall the tendrils climb and then when it finally sees the sun it lets go its happy smile through its..."></div> </div> </div>

solid border dashed border dotted border double border groove border ridge border inset border outset border no border blue green red purple cyan gold silver black