Winter Willow
Within the bounds of winter's grasp
A frozen willow bends
Tolerating icy boughs
Of which she can't defend.
Branches reaching to the ground
Are anchored deep in snow
Withstanding life's unkind torment
Of weather harsh and cold.
Another season comes to pass
She waits majestically
For warmer clime and sunny days
To set her branches free.
Birds appear as spring unfolds
Rejoicing winter's end
Empty cold and darkness gone
Her leaves are green again.
Copyright © Winter Walker | Year Posted 2017
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