The Willow Tree

I wrote this, oh so long ago, and I just remembered I haven't posted this, so this is here for you.

written on 6-25-09.

The Willow Tree

Down by the creak, the willow lies,

peacefully resting it's leaves. Its long, long thoughts

brush into the water making the water glow. All of the

animals, the birds, bees, and fish all come near to

figure out what this is. This magical moment fills through the night, waiting upon something to come.

It leaves hunch and fall into the water, waiting, simply waiting for something. Then when the sun rises, high into the sky, the willow wakes up, and begins her day, fulfilling all of her duties that need to be done. And of course each task was given to her superior, the high, all mighty God. She does each task without a complaint, for she knows without her, many creatures would lose all that they had: a home, a shelter, and a friend.