There is an old willow tree
Sitting behind the worn down house
It’s been abandoned
Like the tree, it’s been abandoned
Beyond this creeky wooden house
Is a path
It’s been abandoned,too.
And the grass crawls up screaming to be tamed
Can still walk down this path
But like I’ve said before its been abandoned
This old willow tree
It cries in the wind saying
“I have been abandoned—
Why have I been abandoned?”
And it creeks
And it breaks
And it weeps
And so does the house
And so does the path
And yet they still do not know why
Why people no longer come to see what was once
But now they have been abandoned
And now they have been forgotten.
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