The man in the moon
Gets all of the attention
Seen by all
Gains him population
But I much prefer
The Willow in my tree
She sways and sings softly
Tunes just for me
No noisy traffic
No blaring horns
Just me
Under the willow
Feeling forlorn
Enjoying her shade
Given joyfully each day
Enjoying the nap
As lazily she sways
Lulling me to sleep
In a hammock built for two
Gently we will sleep
As we listen to the tune
Her branches singing out
In the soft summers breeze
A sweet lullaby
I accept with such
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(ease)
by Renee Robinson
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