The Children At the Willow
Underneath the willow tree the children laugh and play.
From the time the sun dances on high until darkness blankets the heavens.
Underneath the willow tree a man was hung the other day.
'T was an awful sight; the children flight when they saw someone leave this world that way.
Copyright © David Cardamone | Year Posted 2018
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