Marieta Maglas

Veteran Poet - 1,563 Points (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

Until They Lose Everything - Poem by Marieta Maglas

In the Springtime,
The wind beats the trees
Until they lose
Their most beautiful flowers.
In the Summertime,
The wind beats the trees
Until they lose
Their most beloved fruits.
In the Autumn time,
The wind beats the trees
Until they lose
Their most painful leaves.
In the Winter time,
The wind beats the trees
Until they lose
Their hope.
Moreover, the wind beats again those trees
Until they lose
Their most important spring buds,
And beats them
Until they become sapless trees.
Much more,
The wind beats those trees,
Until they collapse down
To the ground.

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  • Rookie - 7 Points Dr.ram Mehta (11/8/2010 7:11:00 AM)

    That is life. nature works in her own way, marieta (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 14, 2013


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