Weep,
poor willow drunken,
from the water you lay your roots on.
Weep,
for your drooping leaves ,
dance in the wind and upon the great expanse of the water underneath.
Weep, for the final time,
for my axe! brings down your drooping vines.
May 17, 2018
May 17, 2018 at 7:02 AM UTC
Weep,
poor willow drunken,
from the water you lay your roots on.
Weep,
for your drooping leaves ,
dance in the wind and upon the great expanse of the water underneath.
Weep, for the final time,
for my axe! brings down your drooping vines.
