It was the nicest garden that I had ever seen,
Left there was an orchard-
Peach trees were with fruits of red-golden-
And in the middle there was a vineyard,
Also bowers of flowering jasmine and some fruit-plants-
whom I could not name but their smell was fabulous.
On the right there were some plants of herbs and vegetable
And among them was a big fountain where water was to sparkle.
But now I can not see them again-
It was a story of loss and pain-
Which was the worst curse of all-
The giant storm was so treacherous -
the surface lost its feet to protect all fruits,flowers and herbs,
The garden even let her guard down for that period-
And it was so sudden that it had no time to hoard.
The storm clashed like a giant -
which hefted the beauties of garden like a baseball bat-
The memory was so sour-
It was like a battle between green and storm's black roar.
Some days later, some nature lovers grabbed an oak tree-
And not much longer time,it was only remained to see,
Others were crumbled to dust-
but some seeds spotted here and there-
The swirl of wind scattered them fast.
Not very longer we had to see an awesome scene again-
The roots of new born herbs,plants and shrubs began to move from wreck's den-
they touched the earth deeper down-
to get back their crown.
Left there was an orchard-
Peach trees were with fruits of red-golden-
And in the middle there was a vineyard,
Also bowers of flowering jasmine and some fruit-plants-
whom I could not name but their smell was fabulous.
On the right there were some plants of herbs and vegetable
And among them was a big fountain where water was to sparkle.
But now I can not see them again-
It was a story of loss and pain-
Which was the worst curse of all-
The giant storm was so treacherous -
the surface lost its feet to protect all fruits,flowers and herbs,
The garden even let her guard down for that period-
And it was so sudden that it had no time to hoard.
The storm clashed like a giant -
which hefted the beauties of garden like a baseball bat-
The memory was so sour-
It was like a battle between green and storm's black roar.
Some days later, some nature lovers grabbed an oak tree-
And not much longer time,it was only remained to see,
Others were crumbled to dust-
but some seeds spotted here and there-
The swirl of wind scattered them fast.
Not very longer we had to see an awesome scene again-
The roots of new born herbs,plants and shrubs began to move from wreck's den-
they touched the earth deeper down-
to get back their crown.
