Why Willows Weep.
Promise me, my flesh you’ll place ‘neath a fledgling willow tree.
And as it grows toward blue sky, It’s in its grace you’ll hear me cry.
Laden with the heaviest fears, resembling, reflecting my darkest years.
A fragile bone was once my arm, so likened to the willows charm.
It’s branches delicate, could ne’er do harm.
It’s soft and fluffy hand like bud, encased in skin, the willow’s wood.
Hold its hand at branches end.
My message, a vibration, to you I’ll send.
Until the death of said willow tree, reminding you . . . . .
. . . . . . always of me.
~ by Kaydee.
Design Set:
Little Branch – WeepingWillow.V2
Little Branch – Fluffy Grass{Mesh}
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khargo – ruins / no landscaping
Skye – Waterfall 2 (with back)
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Jian – Peacock -Wanderer
Jian – Peacock -Static – Fanned Tail
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Munky Soulstar 