Old withered & dead
Nothing left to be said
Walking by it things seem to fall on my head
Grey, dull & ugly
No chance in saving it now
No leaves, no flowers, no beauty at all
But one day that all changed like magic
Now new, but still frail, but not dead
Brown life-like & gorgeous
With colorful flowers & leaves long & bright
Now I know it will be worth the sight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem