Colorful willow…..
Standing there what secrets can you tell
Your many colors exaggerate the feelings of what you hold
I have many times sat beneath your arms
Telling you my deepest dreams wishes and desires
Which branches are mine?
Which colors did you choose to keep my secrets safe?
I’ve never felt such comfort than when sitting on that hill with you
My many memories run through your roots
And I will not soon forget them
I only hope that one day you can tell me what you desire
You carry a burden or do you think it a gift
I guess only time will tell my beautiful
Colorful Willow

Nice poem...and I love the photo of the colorful willow...did you paint
this picture?

another good poem

Great poem, and great words!!!!

Simply Beautiful

I wish I could take credit for this painting...I cant remeber the name
of the artist but I fell in love with it when I first saw it.

The painting is beautiful and it fits perfectly with your poem.

Very good Rose