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Weeping Willow Tree

  • Writer: the Little Saint
    the Little Saint
  • Jul 31
  • 1 min read

“Weeping Willow Tree,

Will you weep next to me?

As I rest, my weary head,

On the trunk of your weepy willow bed.”


The tree said to me,

“Hey it’s gonna be alright,

There’s the Maker, up above,

Who does hold the weeping one He Loves.”


To everything, there is a season,

To everything, there is a time under heaven.


I looked up at the tree,

And the tree looked down at me,

we gave thanks, to the One above,

Who does hold the weeping ones He loves.


To everything, there is a season,

To everything, there is a time under heaven.

 
 
 

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