Willow Was
A willow was weeping alone in space
Even as I lay sleeping a stone for my pillow
Could not see as it was raining, were tears
On her face
The future once written
The past no explaining
The present soon gone
Only memory keeping
These things in place,
A willow was, weeping ~
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2023-07-03 at 13:38




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