Green as a willow in full bloom Weeping Softly over the ground It caresses and strokes lovingly The world so hard and round. Willow takes pity upon the weak Giving shade to hide the tears Yet we know not what's to do When shade cant hide our fears The tree stands firm and tall Foever swaying in the wind There when we were young Branches in need of a mend Take care of the old willow For it will always stand tall Never bending nor breaking The willow tree loves us all.Birth sign: Capricorn
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