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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494887" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Old Man....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is this garden that you tend<br>you put the seeds and they all sprout in time<br>time waters it<br>the changes take place<br>soon the flowers bloom and<br>you watch all these<br>with patience<br>there is this light feeling that comes<br>like butterfly wings<br>white against the dusk</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is nothing new in that garden<br>you are sick and takes the rest<br>you sit by the window<br>the same window all these 50 years<br>time is you boring attendant<br>independent from your grasp<br>it can exist without you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you sit and watch the world passing by<br>like a flower slowly unfolding<br>and you never notice it<br>you go out<br>you have recovered from a disease<br>you<br>take a walk<br>visit some friends<br>come back in the afternoon<br>you watch the view from the window<br>again<br>this you do perhaps for another 50 years<br>of your life<br>setting aside fears of not having to<br>step upon 60<br>life is short for those who have no one to love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is the same field same mountain<br>bald and brown<br>same clouds<br>pale blue and drifting<br>same fog<br>fading like a magical show</div><div style="margin:10px 0">same window<br>that you close again<br>because it is dark<br>and cold inside<br>your old wooden bed<br>that you have<br>inherited from your<br>forefathers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as usual<br>you take your sleep<br>time passes you by<br>the room is so silent<br>as though<br>it is the home for<br>the dead</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>
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you put the seeds and they all sprout in time
time waters it
the changes take place
soon the flowers bloom and
you watch all these
with patience
there is this light feeling that comes
like butterfly wings
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