Willow Tree
underneth it stood a little girl
not very fond but she had a pearl
it was magical
and very fragile
underneath the willow tree
there stood a butterfly
that started to cry
it was colorful
and very sad
we dont know why just the thought of it made me mad
underneath the willow tree
there the bird stood on a branch
looks like it is about to launch
it was very sick
every where in her body was a flick
it was very frighting
then struck lighting
and that was the last day
underneath the willow tree
poem by Amber Magee
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