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Whispering Willow

out side my window is a willow tree

windy days, if I set quiet, it whispers to me

some days it talks of life, and last chances

some days it talks of love, and romances

another day it whispers of just, this and that

there are days by myself its nice for a chat

on days I am feeling bad, it whispers sad

and it tells me that things will be alright

it whispers in the day, it whispers in the night

I listen often in bed as my head lays on the pillow

happy that I have, a whispering willow...JMF

 

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Mar 13, 2015
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