Not useful
If mother was around
-would pick them one by one
-convert them into food
-delicious
-so tasty
-you would as to have more
It could be memory
-forever and ever
Without her
-most of fallen apples
- (thanks to the weather change)
- (Earth, water and the air)
-go under car tires
-and crushed beneath them
-wasted and turned useless
-no one eats
-not even little ants!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem