The life of love, is the life of a bark from the tree,
once it peeled, a mark may be left from the tree
Same like the leaves that falls in winter,
Yet in summer leaves grows and stitch to branches of a tree,
Turneth to be more greener the greener pastures of EDEN.
Leaves makes the tree gloom and gleam.
Same holds for life,
In life they are two season winter ans summer.
In winter people drops like the leaves in the tree,
People blew with heavy winds,
people float aimless driven by winds of life winter,
People lost attachments on their branches of the tree.
Ends up soars no where and melt like the ashes in soil.
In summer people grows emotionally nor physically,
In summer people grow spiritually and mentally nor physically,
People attach themselves on their branches no matter how deflective winds of life might be.
People gains strength tenaciously they battle hard combats led by winds of life.
Like the leaf within the branch of the tree it grows even more greener.
That is why in my high school days,
Learners use to writ in their school bags says,
"When days are cold friends are FEW,
hence when days are CALM,
Friends are many"
The seasons of life, is the life of seasons.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
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