The willow tree
The willow tree sits there All alone No other trees there to keep him company No bushes to talk to No grass to lean on The only visitor he gets is the girl The girl who walks out Every day To sit under his branches And talk endlessly Endlessly about all problems Problems of her own And problems of others She stays for a while And then leaves But not before giving the willow a hug And thanking him for listening And for being the best friend she could ever havehmmm... Written March 15th, 2002 © on Mar 15 2002 11:19 AM PST 0 • 10
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"The willow tree sits there ..."