Author Sonja Arntzen The tree budded leaves that fell, but once more round comes spring;green grows, flowers bloom, old promises are renewed.Mori, if I ever forget my deep bond with you,hundreds and thousands of eons without measure, may I be reborn as a beast. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments