Photographic series created by Marco Saroldi with a poem written by Marymar

Craving speed and a windy breeze.
They can snooze and tease and play with ease.Abandoned or sold.
They can be taken apart, put together and made whole.Cared for or neglected, maybe even rejected.
They can feel lost and alone or cherished and loved.

Like humans, they sputter, they stutter.
Lucky for us, not a word or complaint is ever uttered.