<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=545550" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>April Summers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">How can I forget those April summers. <br>Blue now is brighter to deeply to tell.<br>Red roses too our favorite flowers.<br>Scars were silver and words rang as knell.<br>Yes, I cried when I kissed thy pallid brow. <br>And thus, the words were spoken, woe is me! <br>I can tell that I am not happy now.<br>For it is thee that I will never see.<br>Quivering dread setting in my bossom. <br>That bleak April summers had made me cold.<br>And thy child I bore, I named her, Blossom.<br>Seraphs took thee and I was never told.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On thy sepulchre, I sat down and wept. <br>And near that rushy glen, thy vows, I kept</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Pau+Autor">Pau Autor</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=545550" data-title="April Summers de Pau Autor" data-description="How can I forget those April summers. Blue now is brighter to deeply to tell. Red roses too our favorite flowers. Scars were silver and words rang as knell. Yes, I cried when I kissed thy pallid brow. And thus, the words were spoken, woe is me! ..."></div> </div> </div>

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