Poetry

Willow

The #willow weeps

with loss of sleep

and cries into the sky.

The moon hushes

its whimpering leaves,

while the wind wipes its eyes.

“Please don’t cry,”‘

you dare to say,

from beneath its leaves.

“Heaven bleeds,

“its jealousy,

“but you’re safe with me.”

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