Marieta Maglas

Rookie - 803 Points (19-05-1964 / Radauti, Judet Suceava, Romania)

Until They Lose Everything


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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Submitted: Monday, November 08, 2010
Edited: Tuesday, May 14, 2013
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