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Weep not my willow tree
Your branches hanging downward
Reaching down for me

The crisp autumn air
Swaying you to and fro
Whistling through your hair

Bending you not breaking
You endure the winter cold
But in the spring awakening

You live on for many years
For a time your leaves will fall
Looking much like tears

But do not cry sweet willow
Weep not for me
Though the days for you are hollow

The sun shines bright
Glistening off your emerald leaves
And showing me your might

So though you reach down for me
Your branches hanging low
Weep not my willow tree

You will live until tomorrow




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