The Whispering Willow
A lonely willow stands by the lake, Its branches sway with each breath they take. It tells old tales of love and grace, To every soul that comes to that place. A traveler once sat in its shade, Hearing the stories the willow made. Of knights and dragons, queens and kings, And the joy that simple living brings. The wind blew soft, the leaves replied, With secrets they could never hide. The traveler left with a lighter heart, Carrying the willow’s wisdom, a work of art. Now memories linger in t...
The Whispering Willow
A lonely willow stands by the lake, Its branches sway with each breath they take. It tells old tales of love and grace, To every soul that comes to that place. A traveler once sat in its shade, Hearing the stories the willow made. Of knights and dragons, queens and kings, And the joy that simple living brings. The wind blew soft, the leaves replied, With secrets they could never hide. The traveler left with a lighter heart, Carrying the willow’s wisdom, a work of art. Now memories linger in t...
