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by Katherine D

Created on: September 01, 2010

The willow tree inside my mind whispers. It waves in the gentle wind. It bends, and dances, and shivers. The willow tree is free of sin.

The shadow behind me follows. It walks with me each step of the way. It bends, and dances, and shivers. It never ever seems to fade.

My mind so easily wanders to the willow tree inside. It is a soft reminder of the simplicity of our life.

It shows me of the path which we should choose to go. With strong roots and gentle branches, this tree will surely grow.

It proves that life is a journey to be the best that we can be, that is why I visit the willow tree that grows inside of me.

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Poetry: Willows

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by The Orange Fox

I hear the willow weeps the softest tears;
Curing past times for the seers,
Curved canvas stretching soundly-
Feathered leaves
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by tt

Canopy road how I love you so.

Your oak and willow trees hang over the road.

The Spanish moss hangs so low.

Giving shade
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by Stacia Elizabeth Whitbeck

Oh, sweet willow, why do you weep?

Your watery, green tendrils

drip

like tears from a saddened soul.

I planted a patch of
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by Gail M Feldman

The willow weeps crocodile tears, the fake!
Its tendrils claw through other plants' roots
belowground; aboveground it flaunts
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by Joy Adderton

Oh willow tree

you'll not fool me

your happier than most

I see you sway with such delight

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