<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491711" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>One summer when the wind was strong</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is the place, now we are here again </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember that summer when the wind was strong <br>And everything around us was dry, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The acacia trees towered and showered us with <br>Round leaves falling and falling and falling </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some birds were there and they flew away <br>Some cars were there and they speeded away </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was getting dark and it was a dry summer <br>We stayed there for a while when the leaves fell </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then we went under the trees not seeking shelter <br>But to catch those leaves falling and falling and falling </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are trying to feel again what falling was <br>We are here on this summer, we see the leaves </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Falling and falling again to the dry wind, <br>We try to recall about us, but there is simply </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing about us anymore, but just the same <br>The leaves fall and fall and fall, we see them reenacting </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is that meaning; there it is in the falling <br>But we have outgrown it, we look for more, we hope </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We can find some more, something beyond us.</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=491711" data-title="One summer when the wind was strong de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="This is the place, now we are here again I remember that summer when the wind was strong And everything around us was dry, The acacia trees towered and showered us with Round leaves falling and falling and falling Some birds were there and..."></div> </div> </div>

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