The fight of the willow

The Willow tree sings a song,
As it whips and slashes through wind.
It sounds as if it’s fighting, arguing,
The wind tears away branches,
Yet calls the Willow it’s friend.

A battle of whits and strength.
The branches know where to bend.
They take each blow with Grace.
They need neither your help, of mine.
For themselves, they can fend.

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