Willow Tree
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 … Continue reading Willow Tree