Willow whisper
Green grin of willow's mane
Gently sways past windy vein.
Partly cloudy, chance of rain,
Nothing lost, all is gained.
The root of the problem rarely stems from a leaf
Yet willow weeps in waltz of grief.
A silent tear creaks in the wind,
As willow whispers a dream to sing.
Excellent...swept me this willow with it's beauty...fluid write.
ReplyDeleteI'm blessed for you to think that. Always happy when you enjoy. Cheers and all the best
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