Only Written, Never Spoken
The Simple Poetry of Honest Words
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Weeping Willow Tree
Here, beneath this weeping willow tree
I daily wait, yet still she never shows;
Once, her summer eyes shone bright for me,
But now a winter wind forever blows.
-- c.j. noel
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