Who Haunts the Willow Tree?
The tree once so steady and strong
Now sits all weepy and long.
Where did the billowy breeze
Take the sight that wrought me to my knees?
Glory days had did he
But not without due you see.
Where did the billowy breeze
Take that which gave me ease?
Long standing and always true
The willow tree would sing to me.
Now upon the dark
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