Real-Eyes
O' how weary, the branches of the weeping willow tree,
would seem...
tears fall from the leaves,
and leaves such the scene;
...before the eyes.
Yet remembering the deepth,
inwardly...
to which the root of a thing goes,
leaves the expression
of just how strong
a weary looking thing can be.
Copyright © Marrio Biggs | Year Posted 2014
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