A little tanka in honor of National Poetry Month.
Willow Tree
Weeping willow tree
Sways gently in frosty air
Caressing your grave,
Dusting beautiful snowflakes
From your windswept, tear-stained stone.
Willow Tree
Weeping willow tree
Sways gently in frosty air
Caressing your grave,
Dusting beautiful snowflakes
From your windswept, tear-stained stone.
1 comment:
That's a good one!
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