"Just as a dancer, turning and turning,
may fill the dusty light
with the soft swirl of her flying skirts,
our weeping willow
with the soft swirl of her flying skirts,
our weeping willow
now old and broken,
creaking in the breeze
creaking in the breeze
turns slowly, slowly in the winter sun,
sweeping the rusty roof of the barn
with the pale blue lacework of her shadow."
- Ted Kooser, Winter Morning Walks
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What a wonderful poem to accompany your beautiful picture.
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