How beautiful is the willow in April gown <br />Delicate and gleaming under the sun <br />Never minding the seasons and years gone <br />It stands, long flowery drippings and soft wind sigh <br /> <br /> <br />Spring does not call me as it use to <br />With sprouts in vast meadows and balmy flowers of variety hues <br />No more shall I renew myself with the world every spring <br />With heavy leafy boughs crowded with birds in sing <br /> <br /> <br />Willow, Willow sway, twinkle, lull in the sun <br />Your leaves, same leaves of my past days gone <br />Welcome me as the spring use to in wild laugh and fun <br />Oh let me answer the spring again for my days are still undone <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Copy rights 2010 <br /> All rights reserved<br /><br />Nero CaroZiv<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-willow-9/
