The Willow Tree
Underneath the Willow Tree I laid the wreath
It spoke a silent word, written in tear tumbled ink
Telling of my love for you through every wonderous year
I would not forget when we danced below the shady green
Caressing our hair between the flow of the blowing leaves
Those days now seem like a long forgotten dream
For now I have but memories of you that I will not forget
I pray those thoughts will help me see them through
Until I lay my weary head beneath the Willow Tree next to you.
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