Woke Up and Welcomed

Woke Up and Welcomed While I saw a mother willow tree How far away would her babies be Up or down river maybe close by All tucked away because she is shy. Over long river limbs like to suspend And swaying around from end to end Lower limbs they more like to sway Higher upper ones a lot less may. Seems so pleasant when sun sets Then that night darkness tree met She slept night through and away Woke and welcomed next new day. James Thomas Horn Retired Veteran and Poet River Sea Plantation Bolivia, NC