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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Gardener</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The gardener does not love to talk,<br>He makes me keep the gravel walk;<br>And when he puts his tools away,<br>He locks the door and takes the key.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Away behind the currant row<br>Where no one else but cook may go,<br>Far in the plots, I see him dig<br>Old and serious, brown and big.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He digs the flowers, green, red and blue,<br>Nor wishes to be spoken to.<br>He digs the flowers and cuts the hay,<br>And never seems to want to play.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Silly gardener! summer goes,<br>And winter comes with pinching toes,<br>When in the garden bare and brown<br>You must lay your barrow down.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=507737" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Well now, and while the summer stays<br>To profit by these garden days<br>O how much wiser you would be<br>To play at Indian wars with me!</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=Robert+Louis+Stevenson">Robert Louis Stevenson</a></strong></div>