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Megan McCarthy Feb 2019
Cradled by lungs both breathing and still
It arches over harsh pavement,
         Sun stained shingles, and green blades.


Three princesses claim all the shade it drenches their kingdom.
Wonderment of the giant enchants them,
         convinced by the creatures who call it home.

A whiskered grey soul
   lays upon its arms,
         basking in the sunlight that escapes its umbrellas.


Remove its appendages
     still it thrives,
          as if its godly to do so.  

Tiny antennas caress
     its mountains and valleys,
          in search of grains of food.

A shelter,
   sanctuary to fluffy tailed tricksters
          and flying dinosaurs.

Behind glass,
     Investigated by a determined child
        she approves of its many photosynthesizers.

Extending its arms like a waking giant
   it stretches across blue and black,
         giving passage to stars above.


Swaying in certainty,
      never unsure of its purpose.
It grows.
This is dedicated to all in my life who have lived beneath our willow and those who have yet to.

— The End —