Willows
Ascending from a fertile earth
The graceful Willow flaunts it's birth
Toward the sky it's branches rise
Like skyrockets in disguise
Then bursting with a rockets flare
Creating star bursts in the air,
They gently fall back toward the ground
And weep without a sound
Bob Quigley
Sept 30, 2011
Dedicated to Andrea Dietrich who, if she were a tree, would like to be a willow.
Copyright © Bob Quigley | Year Posted 2011
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