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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=551374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Embroidery</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=551374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Embroidery of the forest<br>On to the fields of time<br>The wings of gray achiest<br>All in their grayness prime</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=551374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Of dreams that once were <br>In the moments like drift<br>When summertime was near<br>In ways of its open whiffed</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=551374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Foliage of winter falling<br>Thru steps of time’s thread<br>When gloom shades are calling<br>In tints of their brownish red</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=551374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And day is shorter becoming<br>In each their light of rise<br>On earth open blossoming<br>That to the winter cold dies </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=551374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Draperies of their burgeon lay<br>That fetches old rustic bled<br>When the forest murky play<br>Its wilderness meadows bed</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=551374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Oh forest my old trail forest<br>In all the traditions you hold<br>Once proud habits of the florist<br>Now‘s in ashen winter’s cold</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=Peter+S.+Quinn">Peter S. Quinn</a></strong></div>