Beneath The Willow Trees Poem by Jayne Louise Davies
Beneath The Willow Trees
There beneath the willows,
Life moves all around,
A bird seeks his morning meal,
Through the leaves,
That lay on sodden ground.
Where rabbits skip and play at dusk,
And foxes roam at night,
There beneath the willows,
The sun shines oh so bright.
Where lovers sit,
Hold hands and kiss,
Those lovely willow trees,
I've always loved that special place,
A lovely place to see.
Jayne Louise Davies
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