A história de um pinheiro ou talvez não ...

My story began in the winter when
My leaves didn't wish to touch the ground
I was like a summer tree
That's why an old man looked at me and said
"Oh, such a beautiful tree!"
He cut me down and brought me to his house
His family started to adorn me
My natural color, green, became red and yellow
I became a christmas tree
I stayed for two weeks in their house
Those were the best days of my life
One day they took away all the adornments
I felt naked
The old man put me near the trash
I was no longer a christmas tree
Not even a tree.


Nota: texto escrito há muitos anos na escola.

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