All willows weep
Sum of all tears
Their branches creep
Throughout the years.
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Roots that run deep
Burdens carried
Challenge is steep
Never varied.
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Green in springtime
Auburn in fall
Reason or rhyme
Unknown to all.
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Always alive
Growing quite tall
More than survive
Thriving and all.
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Lessons are learned
On every branch
Our world has turned
A solid stange.
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Feelings do hurt
Accept, be free
Rise from the dirt
My willow tree…
-AAA 12/13/2024
My friend. The poem is wonderful. I do love the Willow tree.
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Thank you sir 😊
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I love this. You captured me with the Weeping Willow. What an awe inspiring tree. God is great.
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Aww thanks 😀
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Great image to go with a great poem
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Thank you 😊
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