Christened are you not…

Christened are you not…

Wordless the willow weeps
I will lie within her boughs
Inflection of her crying tones
Whilst not bother me

Art thou not a sanctuary to many?
So what say you of your moan?
Slender in your parasol of branches
Say not I feel for you

Articulate to the breeze that enfolds you
Remain with me here tranquil, poignant
May my lure compel you?
Vex not, thou subsist not for thyself Eric Von Rohr

What then say you?
Is the secret to your weep?
Christened are you not…
The weeping willow

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