<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=554626" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>(Growing Pains) 12. Tennis in Bournemouth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eyed by pigeons and the tall windows<br>of elegant cream mansions<br>she and he enter the court.<br>Father and daughter, mentor and child, <br>racquets swinging.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Left outside, I contribute<br>the only way I know.<br>From a damp bench, peering through<br>the barrier of wire, <br>I draw them.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Years later, I see that I have drawn<br>the netting round the court<br>intricately, lovingly, <br>like a prisoner viewing<br>the exercise yard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Janice+Windle">Janice Windle</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=554626" data-title="(Growing Pains) 12. Tennis in Bournemouth de Janice Windle" data-description="Eyed by pigeons and the tall windows of elegant cream mansions she and he enter the court. Father and daughter, mentor and child, racquets swinging. Left outside, I contribute the only way I know. From a damp bench, peering through the barrier o..."></div> </div> </div>

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