Click in the field, then press CTRL+C to copy the HTML code
<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Old Flower</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">She is a flower given<br>in rainy hours<br>in her is ocean-ness</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">moving soft winds before her; <br>floating lightly<br>shiny new soul blooming</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">untouched by sentiments darkly<br>all experience her delight<br>having never known mean love<br>only love requited.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Joy seldom comes to the stapled heart<br>her's has never been.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am older than she<br>aged older than my years<br>mangled innocence<br>unrequited</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the winter bulb<br>underground<br>she is summer's sun<br>warming waters.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I ask her if<br>her heart, <br>and my dark bulb<br>can yet be fertile? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What irony<br>meeting brings<br>in words wandering<br>'cross pages</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">when individuals<br>invest<br>their souls<br>and their best<br>summer flailings.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So rare the soul not potted yet<br>not yet a bulb a'growing<br>yet wise enough<br>to love the flower<br>covered by<br>winter ground<br>frozen.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Whisper me<br>just one word<br>your soul's summer smells<br>inhaled</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">bouquet refreshing<br>my dusty soil<br>my winter eyes ungreying</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=448624" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">stirred still<br>by youthful seeds<br>yours<br>which arrive with summer's souling<br>on summer winds<br>whose innocence<br>coax old flowers<br>mine<br>into fitful starts<br>re-blooming<br>in instant's remembering<br>but destined in the next<br>to extinguish<br>happily.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a></strong></div>