• bushra_sayed 17w

    Autumn or spring

    Those dry and loud breeze
    Shouting for air to flee
    From that vacant tree
    With the last leaf that freeze
    In the fear of fall

    The day have changed
    Here appears the phase of decline
    The bunches have parted align
    But yet it hails the time
    For the blossom to arrive

    The day will be changed
    These barren branches sings
    Greetings for the spring
    But yet it ends will start
    To the blossoms to incline

    O you ! But remember
    What starts has to end