Donnerstag, 7. Februar 2013

Maintains them
It grows, thrives
Love is like a tree

The cultivate love, like a flower garden
A tree takes time until it is large and bears fruit
He draws circles
The bark distinguishes him
The leaves grow every spring again
They always give in a new dress
The buds bloom and smell
They beguile, lure the bees
The fruits ripen in summer
In the fall for harvest
The leaves turn
The wind picks, swirls through the air
They remain on the ground and dance are
At each step, they rustle
In winter the frost it adorns
If the tree were probably dreaming, when the snow covers up him?

Love is like a tree
It grows, thrives
Maintains them

Zäzilia Mayr

1 Kommentar:

  1. Aw, this was a really good post. Taking the time and actual effort
    to produce a very good article… but what can I say… I
    put things off a whole lot and never seem to get anything done.

    my web page;