Tuesday, 9 March 2010

Text - 13E

Trees & leaves,
Hanging down sad
The days are cold,
A remaining blade of grass,
Waving me goodbye to the wind
So softly and gently,
It’s so unbelievable
After night challenges a new day
Suddenly seems the trees,
And the leaves without worries
Keep the nature something hidden here?

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