Weeping Willow Tree
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"By Connie"

I am a weeping williw tree.
If you listen closely you can hear my weeps in the breeze.

I am a weeping willow with branches that touch the sky.
You can hear me cry til all the little children pass on by.

Here they dance, they play, they sing,
Let down your branches so you can be our tarzan swing.

I am a weeping willow, but when they are near.
I am content, at peace and have no fear.

But once again when the children leave.
I turn back into the weeping willow tree.