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A WILLOW CRIES

A willow

stands silently

at the waters

edge.

Waiting for a
breeze
to gently
caress her hair
carrying it
to the wind.

Her eyes grow
misty
as clouds cover
the horizon.
begin to gather
rain.

As the moisture
 appears
she bows her
head.

 copyright by heather burns