Under This Weeping Willow
I am missing you mommy, so I took the bus
to visit today. Oh, the p a s s i n g scenery is so lovely . . .
I am lost in a sea of green swaying trees,
in my hands I hold RED roses from my garden-
I open the heavy gate . . .
to rows and rows of infinite s h a d e s of grey stones
and the liquid murmur of birds- r e s t mommy
in peace . . .
under this w e e p i n g willow tree -
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May 14, 2017
Free Verse/Under This Weeping Willow
Copyright Protected, ID 900444
Written for the contest, One of Five/70 words
sponsor, Laura Loo
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2017
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