<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=546940" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Biscuits and Bread</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though moulded of the same dough, <br>were all cast of a different mould, <br>most rise soft and springy as bread, <br>other misfits end up as biscuits instead, <br>yet none wants to be the thing that they were born and bred, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">to be, <br>and it baffles me, the irony, <br>that though there's time for each, <br>in any ordinary bakery, <br>bread soon tries to harden, <br>and winds up stale instead, <br>and biscuits crumble, become brittle, <br>soon as they try to soften, <br>and be bread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Kevin+Gachuma+Waithaka">Kevin Gachuma Waithaka</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=546940" data-title="Biscuits and Bread de Kevin Gachuma Waithaka" data-description="Though moulded of the same dough, were all cast of a different mould, most rise soft and springy as bread, other misfits end up as biscuits instead, yet none wants to be the thing that they were born and bred, to be, and it baffles me, the ..."></div> </div> </div>

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