Little Willow
Little Willow
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The little willow so short and small,
Will one day grow so big and tall.
It's weeping arms ever so sad,
Will one day give comfort to a new dad.
The soft bark gives birth to a new art.
As time goes along, like a love song.
Names being carved into it's bark, where first love's set their mark.
A little willow it once was, is now a willow covered in green fuzz.
It's marking deep, the branches letting out an old weep.
The little willow tree that used to be, is still in our hearts with old glee.