<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=543863" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A tree dying young.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Once upon my August walk<br>When I hadn’t one soul to talk<br>I met a tree dying young<br>With leaves like leather in the sun<br>Hung below their branch like bats<br>Waiting for the wind to come<br>-Quite patiently, at that.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This scene shook my happiness<br>Along with any interest<br>In a stroll that dry morning<br>(The thought kept re-occurring) <br>“My main fear is this tree’s own<br>She died without a warning<br>And never got show her gold.”</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lazarus+Knix">Lazarus Knix</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=543863" data-title="A tree dying young. de Lazarus Knix" data-description="Once upon my August walk When I hadn’t one soul to talk I met a tree dying young With leaves like leather in the sun Hung below their branch like bats Waiting for the wind to come -Quite patiently, at that. This scene shook my happiness Along w..."></div> </div> </div>

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