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The lifeblood

In the garden had been planted a cherry tree, namely the previous winter.
The tree was grown and on its branches in the spring, was born a first fagliolina. Verde alive. She was so small and her eyes so beautiful.
They held each other tight tight. Following the tree was filled with other leaves. All beautiful, but none of them could compete with her.
The leaf, the first course, gave birth to the first flower. White. They were held tight.
Slowly the tree was full of white flowers ... but no one could compete with that first flower and leaves with his beloved first.
Gins then the summer, the flower, the first, gave the result: a cherry red as if they had never seen one.
was hanging on the leaves. All together not leave for any reason. Other cherries
broke free from the branches ... but none of them was like that little icing, leaf and fruit of his love of his beloved flower.
was the 'fall.
She was already the smell of chestnuts in the streets. Moisture came in the bones and all nature was changing its colors. The cherry
began to lose their leaves.
He did not care for them ... knew they were there just a frame ... but now the thought is turned to its first leaf, the green one vivid memory? He turned. It was still there was now a deep red.

"is even more beautiful than the first time I saw her," thought the tree.

The winter was cold, some leaves fell from the branches and the tree did not care, he turned his thoughts only and only its leaves.
yellow with sull'arancio.
"More and more beautiful," thought the tree.
They were held tight.

The wind was strong, some leaves fell from the branches ... He just thought its sweet leaves.
He turned to admire her but still ... she was gone.
was seized with terror ... froze the sap to the roots.
looking at the ground. There she is ... ... wet from the rain touched by the wind.
He looked at her and said nothing.
"I'll be with you again soon ..." said the leaves become dry.
The tree did not understand these words. The leaf was absorbed by the ground and decompose.
He spent the winter and the tree was always more ... sad without its leaf without its flower, fruit ... without his
He returned in the spring and everything came to life, even the tree awoke from his slumber.
invade ... He felt a new life as he took nourishment from the ground he noticed something different.
At that moment he understood the words that the leaf had given him before leaving altogether.
"She is back with me," he thought.