Weeping Willows

We look upon the swaying leaves

Every day we visit

Every day we are in awe of them

Peaceful

Imagination flying in all directions 

Nighttime in a medieval courtyard or

Gardens upon gardens in a magical land


“Wow,”

I breath in awe 

Little puddles of water surrounded the willow, but to me…

Lakes

“Oh wow.”

Weeping willows.

Super magical beings.

Posted in response to the challenge Acrostic.

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abigail_and_bean

VT

14 years old

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