Old Wild Willow Poem by Heather Z. Hanna
Old Wild Willow
Old wild weeping willow,
Standing alone in open field.
Young green grasses reach up to your
Ancient branches bending down.
Friends, on this
Late Spring day.
Giving to each other
Support.
Sunday, May 13, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: branches,giving,green,spring,standing
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