Winte

A water drop met the cold air. It froze and became too heavy to be able to hold itself. As a snow flake, it fell on the gruond with the others. Nature covered its white sheet on the ground. O the nights were enligftened, left alone were the streets. We faced agony while growing; Filled with tears were our eyes and tears couldn't stand; Falling down from our cheeks. Mankind spreaded their lies over the relationships. We lost our zest for living, we left alone.