Tuesday, December 1, 2015

The Willow Tree

Drooping to the forces of gravity the sun still shines bright on my branches.
My supply of oxygen and colors proves that I have a purpose on earth.
 Even though my branches fall to the earth I can still be lit by a humble hearted child in the holiday spirit.
My age of time shows within me as the years go by and one leaf blooms but my wood remains strong.
Maybe that child that once lit me at that time of year can use me to heat his or her home. On a special day I hope you all remember that it was a tree that held up a new born baby in the old days of September. Only I the willlow tree knows the truth.

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