Willow

Uprooted at the core,

Palm and piano spill out over the lawn,

In candlelight notes are played,

Sweeping against the rails,

Chattering chains,

Racket and rickety,

Flowers of yellow sun,

Clasp her neck,

Creeping, weaving through her hair,

Eyes of autumn,

Willowy in the shade of the oak trees.

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