Willow Soft and Free
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My willow,my love
softly weeping
your canopy of soft lash and emerald vine
takes me endless in dreams of wispy love
of shadowed beauty
where summer breeze roam
a place where moonbeams lightly touch
a silken face of dulcet love
my willow, my song
sway grace in lasting hymn
to you my fortress
my only love
I lay silent within.........
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