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Nov 25
A gentle breath of air flowed through the willows, taking the leaves on a beautiful flight.
Across the field that's been barren by the seasons' change, yet not noticeable by night.
The leaves land upon the chilling lake,
Displaying themselves upon the top like a decoration on a cake.
This willow tree moves with the breeze
with flexibility.
This willow tree is strong due to its branches, showing adaptability.
This willow tree may look sad because of its weeping vines,
But this willow is not showing sadness as it covers you in time,
Shading you from the sun and all its harmful rays.
It's where you take your best friend to spend a fulfilling day.

STILL A WORK IN PROGRESS. ANY IDEAS ARE HELPFUL.
LEANNE 11/24/24
Leanne
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Leanne  39/F/United States
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