<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528680" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Storm</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Did the white lightening strikes, alarm you? <br>Was the Thunders plowing, too deep? <br>Breaking, near to the sound barrier</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And bleaching, the wool, of our Black Sheep.<br>The pasture laid down, with burned edges<br>The water piled, in puddles, near to town<br>But the storms ravaging fever</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Would not, in any way, come down.<br>Nothing to do to appease it<br>But perhaps, caress its weary brow<br>Biding our time 'til it's full recovery</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sheep, bleached white, in the barn, <br>Are safe now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Theodora+Onken">Theodora Onken</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=528680" data-title="Storm de Theodora Onken" data-description="Did the white lightening strikes, alarm you? Was the Thunders plowing, too deep? Breaking, near to the sound barrier And bleaching, the wool, of our Black Sheep. The pasture laid down, with burned edges The water piled, in puddles, near to town..."></div> </div> </div>

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