<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=545910" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Autumn Born</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Autumn born and autumn led<br>Autumn named, maybe autumn wed<br>For who knows what the wind will blow around your knees<br>Or what will fall<br>From the bigger trees.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I feel it stirring, I feel it rise<br>The rumbling of the thunder, the bruising of the skies<br>And here we go<br>again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lightning shows up the hairline cracks<br>In the heavens high beyond the chimney stacks<br>And gods might fall<br>To your feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All’s in ravage, all is wild<br>But in the midst of this tempest stand you my child<br>Your chin is up<br>Your arms are out and your mouth a cup<br>To the falling rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your mean is golden, your mien is mild<br>Being Autumn born, you calmly go unriled<br>By leafcull storms<br>by the leafcull storms<br>Of fall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I watch over a Hazel tree<br>But one day she will tower over me<br>Just you wait and see<br>And when she reaches a splendid height<br>Children will come running from their longest night<br>Hmm, see if I’m right<br>And they will play<br>Beneath her canopy<br>Sheltered from the stalker that the world can be<br>By my little Hazel tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>(Lyrics to the song 'Autumn Born')</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Grahame+Lockey">Grahame Lockey</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=545910" data-title="Autumn Born de Grahame Lockey" data-description="Autumn born and autumn led Autumn named, maybe autumn wed For who knows what the wind will blow around your knees Or what will fall From the bigger trees. I feel it stirring, I feel it rise The rumbling of the thunder, the bruising of the skies A..."></div> </div> </div>

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