The Sad Tree....

The spring is on its way,

And I am enraptured among new friends,

I have them in my play,

And I have them to show my trends!

I am very sensitive to emotional cheats,

But I lose my friends then get,

Under me is my neighbour wheat,

His eyes are never wet!

In the autumn I lose my heartily things,

And all my friends leave me alone,

But the wheat laughs with heavenly wings,

He is complete to death from the day born!

What an unfair judgement is this,

I stand losing friends weeping killing my wish.