Weeping Willow

Weeping Willow, stop your crying,

Look up, now the sun is shining.

You leaves will turn brown, your sadness will spread.

For dark, evil thoughts are stuck in your head.

Desire to grow has disappeared

All of the forest cut and cleared.

But smile now for again you can start

To rebuild the forest

Mend your broken heart.

Weeping willow, stop your crying.

Look up now.

You are surviving.

 

 

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