A world beneath a willow tree
Where family guards him wordlessly
And sprout babies come out to play
And keep him company all the day
A mother watches still as stone
Over her child til he's grown
Sleeping at his side by night
To calm uneasy dreams of fright
A blessing from the willow leaves
Ushered in the faintest breeze
That every color in the wild
Will adorn the orphaned child.
Wran by Allis
Adopted 4.5.09. As ever, eternal thanks to Laura.
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