How beautiful the life is if it's a cartoon film? <br />He dreamed that he was a flamboyant tree in a lonely park. <br />Do you believe if he says that he cries? <br />Yes my dear, huge trees too cry sometimes. <br />But the tears not valued at all. <br />All his tears clotted and turned into diamonds, as it's a dream. <br />Then he saw the greedy men come and pick those into their sacks. <br />He knows that his lengthy shadow won't long last. <br />Let them fill their pockets and one day they realize, <br />Those are not diamonds but tears. <br /> <br />* Like wind we go nothing in hand.<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-shadow-of-a-tree-at-sunset/
