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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473584" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Discontent</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473584" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Winter of discontentment </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473584" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I fear my almond tree has bloomed too early, a few good days, <br> it and I thought it was spring. Cold wind, they may die before <br>the flowers are ready to shed their petals and pretend its snow.<br>We are both stalwarts, when I first came here it was but <br>a sapling. I have a fire roaring and the dog no one looks after <br>is sleeping on the chair near the fire. Weather bad I didn’t have <br>the heart to leave it outside. I’m not prince Charles I don’t talk <br>to trees, but I do give it a friendly slap on its trunk if no one is <br>looking. I’m a sucker for down and outs, today I bought a chicken <br>dinner for the Roma woman who begs outside the supermarket.<br>A guard came and told me I mustn’t feed them, like they should <br>be some sort of animals. I love my almond tree it reminds me <br>of mother when she was sick and old, but beautiful in her frailty.<br>There was little I could do only tell of my love for her.</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=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</a></strong></div>