The Willow Tree
Everyone has that special place
Where they can disappear
A place to count your blessings
Or hide from all your fear
Mine was a magical willow tree
A place I often hid
To me, that tree was many things
When I was just a kid
It sometimes was my fortress
That kept me safe from harm
I never lost a single battle
Under my good luck charm
Sometimes, it was my castle
With many dragons to slay
A kinght in shining armor
While searching for my prey
Sometimes, it was my spaceship
Exploring near and far
Master of the universe
Chasing that distant star
To me, that tree was everything
I ever wanted to pretend
And whenever I was lonely
That tree was my best friend
Sometimes, I really miss it
It was a special place to me
The time I spent was magical
Underneath my willow tree
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