Willow Tree
I seat beneath the Willow Tree and wonder what tomorrow will be
My hands and feet feel so free
I close my eyes and dream of what tomorrow will bring
I wonder about land and how it all began
Before the man ran and got his van they set their plans for a better tomorrow.
I look up from my slander and ask what have we become the wind blows so harshly throughout the Willow Tree I listen closely and hear was this might be.
I look to see the land is not what it use to be it just full of what man wants it to be
The willow tree asks me can't you see what it used to be, there is only me!!.
The Birds have flown so far and in between with no home for a song to get them along. Bees buzz around the willow tree why can't man let it be?
Miss kl worsnop 27 OF FEBRUARY 2023
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