The Whispering Willow
A tale unfolds by the silent stream, where an ancient willow’s branches gleam. It’s said that on nights when the moon is new, the tree shares secrets for a heart that’s true. A young traveler once paused to rest, with weary soul and sorrow’s crest. He leaned against the weathered bark, and listened to the willows in the dark. The leaves rustled tales of ages past, of love that forever was meant to last. They spoke of courage, hope, and grace, and a hidden smile on a familiar face. The travele...
The Whispering Willow
A tale unfolds by the silent stream, where an ancient willow’s branches gleam. It’s said that on nights when the moon is new, the tree shares secrets for a heart that’s true. A young traveler once paused to rest, with weary soul and sorrow’s crest. He leaned against the weathered bark, and listened to the willows in the dark. The leaves rustled tales of ages past, of love that forever was meant to last. They spoke of courage, hope, and grace, and a hidden smile on a familiar face. The travele...
