<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488031" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For Papa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the wind this month of <br>september<br>blows the leaves<br>towards the <br>hidden mountain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they are scattered<br>and cannot continue holding<br>their tips</div><div style="margin:10px 0">they have lost the hands of<br>the stems that <br>give them the sense of holding</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i raise my fingers<br>to touch the old tree<br>on top of the hill<br>where our old house stands</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the clouds have since<br>drifted towards the sea<br>and i never had <br>the chance to hold them<br>for you papa</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=488031" data-title="For Papa de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="the wind this month of september blows the leaves towards the hidden mountain. they are scattered and cannot continue holding their tips they have lost the hands of the stems that give them the sense of holding i raise my fingers to touch th..."></div> </div> </div>

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