Breeze

Feel the cool breeze on
Your neck on a brisk
Spring day. Watch the
Trees wave at you when
You take a walk. Birds
Ride the the breeze and
Watch us from high up.
You wish you could fly.

Weeping Willow

In the spring

This tree has

A thousand myriad

Branches, tender gold shoots

Softer than silk.

In this wild unpeopled field

Who does this willow belong to?