Melissa Ross Poet Diminished Hexaverse

My Willow Tree

Branches billowing,
Churning with the wind,
The chill in the air,
Feels calming today,
You’re twenty years old,

I feel ancient,
You share my age,
But not stature,
You outshine me,

I feel time,
It jogs on,
Unceasing,

I’m here,
Willow,

Tree.

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