Maple
The snow in autumn
The carpet of fall
The colorful kindness wrap the roads
But the leaves falls fast
It doesn’t wait for you
Trees
There once was a tree
A tree the priest planted
The tree grew with the time
The tree saw everything
The tree heard the laugh and whispers
The tree smelled the calmness and bloods
The tree grew with knowledge anyone wants
The tree gives gentle looks
The tree gets tired
It twists and stretches
Long time past since the tree was planted
But nothing changed
The laughter, whispers, calmness, bloods