Weaping Willow

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    Weaping Willow

    Weaping willows tree drooping low,
    How much I love you, you'll never know.
    Hands interlocked, my hair blowing in the wind,
    A singlw glance at me and you grinned.
    What's on your mind, what are you thinking,
    The more you stare, my heart continues sinking.
    Butterflies in my stomach with you on my mind,
    Feeling so blustered, flawless and refined.
    Petals fall gentle off the tree,
    I look into your eyes and it's clear to see.
    We were meant to spend our lives together as one,
    Through the rain, thunders, storms and sun.
    Being together throughout all the seasons,
    Not for just one, but for all the right reasons.
    You make me a better person I am proud to say,
    And I love you in every single way.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    WendyBurgs25’s Poems (5)

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