Underneath the Willow Tree

For Poetry Topic of the Month

Sitting quietly
Beneath the Willow Tree;
Contemplating life,
Without restraint and free.

Enjoying the shade
From the Heat of the sun;
A glorious breeze blowing,
I see a spider web spun.

Ducks waddle by the river's edge,
Quacking as they flit by,
Dragon flies swarming
In the reeds, I spy.

Line Count : 12

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Written for Poetry Topic of the Month

Topic #2

~ Sitting Under a Willow Tree... ~