The Death of Pine Tree (LINK)
April 2nd 2008 11:37
Without a excuse.
Without a regret.
The pine tree withered away.
Just as I asked him why.
The cold wind blowed away my words.
I touched the rockey soil.
And kissed the body of pine tree.
He remained silence.
That night he die.
I just couldn't sleep.
Morning I waked up.
Finded out the pillow wet.
With a plow I walked by.
To prepared the funeral of pine tree.
When I pulled out the root.
It was hollow!
With a young lily slept inside.
Without a regret.
The pine tree withered away.
Just as I asked him why.
The cold wind blowed away my words.
I touched the rockey soil.
And kissed the body of pine tree.
He remained silence.
That night he die.
I just couldn't sleep.
Morning I waked up.
Finded out the pillow wet.
With a plow I walked by.
To prepared the funeral of pine tree.
When I pulled out the root.
It was hollow!
With a young lily slept inside.
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