Guardians

lxdollarsxl on Mar 31, 2011

Trees possess more than strength:

Moonbeams caress the weeping willows

Swooning like a virgin brides

Bedecked in their finest silken dresses

Curtseying to the springs dawn

Rows of ballerinas swaying in the breeze

Revealing their silvered underskirt to the meandering river

Whispering for lovers to sit

To recline in their shade in the heat of the day

Silent chaperones that protect

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KimTherapist on Mar 31, 2011
Like it! My first kiss was under a willow. I prefer Bigpapdan kisses now, hey maybe I’ll drag him under a willow!!
Ukrainian on Mar 31, 2011
lovely poem
lapasan on Apr 1, 2011
Nice poem.
CHIPMUNK on Apr 1, 2011
Like it nice one
anndavey650 on Apr 1, 2011
Aww nice to see you back lx… don’t see enough of you lately… beautiful verse… but then it always is!
Michal Dorcak on Apr 2, 2011
Good poem.

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