A Weeping Willow Mourns
I stand in constant grace
donned in my virescent cape
where yon brooklet I face
which flows through verdant landscape.
Young sweethearts seek my shade.
So happy ere they leave,
sweet love they have made!
Lonely again, I then grieve.
Knowing not each couple's fate
- wondering and weeping - I wait.
Jan. 16, 2018 for Laura Loo's 10 Lines, 5 Words: Rhyme II
Theme 1: A Weeping Willow Mourns
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2018
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