The Weeping Willows Cry
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There in the forest is a weeping willow The sound can be heard the tree is still though.

The Weeping Willows Cry

There in the forest is a weeping willow

The sound can be heard the tree is still though.

Its aged bark no longer grows.

The weeping willows seeds no longer sow

Yet carved in the trunk is an inscription of romance.

Sometimes when the wind whirls the branches dance.

And the flickering sunlight glistens and has the inscription enhanced.

So, though the tree is no longer living at first glance.

It still stands firm and has a pearlescent stance.

For the love inscribed unlike the tree will never die.

And birds still nest, perch, and fly.

It is still a shelter from rainy skies.

So, though this tree will never rise.

It still stands firm in value in the eye.

So, when you stroll the forest listen for the weeping willows sigh.

For the weeping willow will no longer cry.

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