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Where Hanging Weeping Willows Grow
Clear stream where weeping willow's grow.
Beyond small valleys and low hills.
She puts on a cool - summer's show
Before winter's first cold chills.
Beneath beaming moon, on she flows
It's falling rays dancing in tune.
It's banks weeping willows hang low
Majestic site in month of June.
Soft summer breeze through the trees blows
Whispering calls from long ago.
Branches low moving to and fro
Keeping green willows swaying slow.
Of this stream that the willows flank.
I see spread out here before me.
Soft midnight dance upon the banks
Held captive by this beauty free.
I stand there silent in a trance.
Robert J. Lindley and Edward McCall
Note- Thank you my friend for inspiring me to come and write with you.
I enjoyed this collaboration very much. Always an honor for me to write with young talented poets.