<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=546111" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Bacelli’s Walnut Tree</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bacelli’s Walnut Tree</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not far the corner of my home's knee<br>Just some yards above the road<br>Stands on its glory the Big Walnut Tree<br>Branched right and left over the road <br>As the years jump on line and the clock ticks <br>I can see through the epochs and curtain blinds <br>Babies being born, marriages, deaths, wars and miseries<br>Misfortunes and happiness experienced by Bacellis <br>This Big Walnut Tree, the old sincere angel<br>The witness so fair for a hundred years. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I often come back to this Walnut Tree<br>I kneel and pray in silence <br>As a great grandmother in need</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I ate the tasty nuts of this tree<br>As my father, my pop did once <br>All of them fellows Bacelli <br>Yes, indeed my sons will try them too<br>My granddaughters and grandsons<br>The Walnut Tree fetches, embraces all generations <br>Keeping inside the live ones and protecting the dead Bacellis</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When my father was gone and buried<br>The Walnut Tree joined me in grieving<br>Fruit stalled, tears dropped<br>No leaves, no flowers, no nuts, all disappeared <br>The Walnut Tree nearly did perish <br>It dried and vanished like a storm turning greyish </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Other times the Big Walnut Tree shed tears<br>Three times, when Bacellis' house scorched on skies <br>Humbled disappearing fast through sparkling fires</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Big Walnut Tree of Bacellis<br>It's my home, my shelter and my roof<br>When I need to go back to my roots<br>To meet Bacellis and the dead ones that I miss</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On my troubled days of New York<br>For crashed sweet nuts in my bag I check <br>With my finger I touch the exquisite silk<br>Of my Big Walnut Tree at home back</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Agim+Bacelli">Agim Bacelli</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=546111" data-title="Bacelli’s Walnut Tree de Agim Bacelli" data-description="Bacelli’s Walnut Tree Not far the corner of my home's knee Just some yards above the road Stands on its glory the Big Walnut Tree Branched right and left over the road As the years jump on line and the clock ticks I can see through the epochs..."></div> </div> </div>

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