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 Wintertime, The wind beats the trees Until they lose Their hope. Moreover, the wind beats against 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. Poem by Marieta Maglas