My weeping leaves drape over me
Sun shines on me, showing dappled leaves
My bark is a cutting board
Hard as a shield of metal
A fountain of nature, protecting me
My willows weep in the wind
And my cool shade attracts all
My strange bumpy surface, like a strange stone
My crown is seen by all, and I grow
greater every day
I sway in the wind, and my fallen leaves move gently moving
down the river of wind
My willows are seen by all around me
I create a curtain of my own
And I am a Willow Tree