I swung from the willow,so careless and free;from ground to air,her strong branches carried me. In the shade of the willow,our secrets we shared;two best friends just sitting,all frustrations were aired. We met at the willow,and smiled as we talked;somehow we returned there,whenever we walked. The willow meant comfort,a safe place to rest;all who walkedContinue reading “I Swung From the Willow”