Willow

Oh willow tree

you'll not fool me

your happier than most

I watch you sway with 
such delight                                    

you mere can keep from 
boast

I see no weeping                                                                         
                
no woes worth keeping

and yet in form you droop

know this dear tree

you'll not fool me

as I rest upon your stoop

I'll collect my nuts

I'll carve my cuts

Into your nimble limbs  

then you shall see
 
Why willows weep

as me and mine shall keep

a home sweet home 

forever loaned

Inside of you so deep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Rutherford Avatar
January 15, 2012 at 1:46 PM
Beautiful Joy,I also have a willow tree the biggest tree around here. I too have a poem about it,'Gentle Breeze'. We have squrrels nests and they sway but stay there. Well written poem .Anne
Brown Avatar
September 1, 2010 at 9:42 AM
Thank you for sharing your poetry Melody. Poets here offer such diverse writings and to me it is a pleasure to read each and everyone. I will not be here at the Soup to read from Friday through Monday. I hope you will find mountains of inspiration during that time. I look forward to reading when I return. Have a great weekend. Love, Carol
Roberts Avatar
September 1, 2010 at 8:05 AM
beautiful, love it
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