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Wednesday, January 21, 2009

sad little willow tree

tall and wide,
branches so long they collide into ground
willow tree so sad
feels lower then ground.
Only when the wind blows
free branches sore in air


tall and wide.

1 comments:

Becky said...

What marvelous personification. This is a really lovely poem. You should take poetry with me next term.