Comments about meghan foubare
the weeping willow tree
The weeping willow at the southern estate in the Georgia Plantation,
blows the leaves around softly during the night on the top of the hill.
Waiting for somebody to come sit under its barnches,
Feeling a sudden whistle wipping in the wind.
Suddenly the leaves feel the texture of a sweet childs hand,
A lost child becoming cold, and afraid of the rains to come.
In a way the child feels safe under its barnches covering him.
Covering him from the mysteries of the outside night life, and wi