Mon, 11/02/2015 - 23:20 -- NRose

I am a tree

now very big yet, I'm still growing you see

as the wind trys to break me I try to be flexiable and bend

I try to focus on my roots and learn

I wanna grow tall and firm

weeping willow why so sad?

the sun still shines for you

God will follow through

so sing a happy tune

weeping willow you will be big soon

weeping willow

just focus on your roots

This poem is about: 
Our world


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