Under the Willow Tree

April 27, 2012
By Anonymous

I'll tell you now where to find me
In case your mind does wonder
(because mine does almost always). See
I'm down a shadowed path you blunder,

bordered by mysterious trees.
And in harmonious cadence, the birds may sing
until you reach the end; greeting seas
that continuously flaunt its wealth as a Queen or King.

After crossing the sandy beach
'Twill be music that you'll hear,
That absorbs your logics as if a leech
would blood, but don't worry, don't fear,

For beyond that music, I am but under a tree.
That's right, under the willow I swing.
Colors bright, surrounded by waters, you'll see.
With the lullaby of birds and music that sing.
For I am a child swinging, under the willow tree.

The author's comments:
Wrote it a while ago. Maybe one of my best pieces. I hope you guys enjoy it!

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