Sophisticated Willows Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Sophisticated willows,
Dancing under moonlit skies.
Swaying are the willows,
Doing it as one to be done,
Without a leaf in sight.
And I...
Feel the lilting breeze,
Of August winds.
And I...
Witness the ending,
Of Summer begin.

Swaying are the willows...
Doing it as one to be done,
Without a leaf in sight.
Those sophisticated willows,
Dancing under full Moon light.
As I...
Witness the ending,
Of Summer begin.
I...
Feel the last of breezes,
From those August winds.