The wind tore at my soul in anger, hair flying, eyes bright A lullaby of old, 'Tis the song of a weeping willow, calling all her children home - Post by MidnightCousin on Boldomatic

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The wind tore at my soul
in anger,
hair flying, eyes bright

A lullaby of old,

'Tis the song
of a weeping willow,

calling all her children
home

The wind tore at my soul in anger, hair flying, eyes bright A lullaby of old, 'Tis the song of a weeping willow, calling all her children home

#poem, #nature, #wind

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