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[aid] => mick
[title] => Willow
[time] => 2002-10-05 14:06:53
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[bodytext] => Look at you standing there,
You always seem so sad, So mopey and ill at ease, If you only took a little more care, You wouldn’t be half bad, Quite the prettiest of trees. With your split end wiry hair, Gauche, in a yellow green dress, Much more than you seem to be. Easy to miss the subtle strength there, But reassured by your supple caress, I watched as you did battle for me. Safe, crouched beneath your skirts, I saw you pressed down by strain, Felt you give, bend, unable to cope At first, fearing under all the hurts, You’d break, but upright, proudly again, You sprang, giving me such new hope. What a thrill! What a sublime skill! To think I could grow like you and say: ‘Willow! Come see what your girl has done today.’ [comments] => 2 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 21 [informant] => melis [notes] => [ihome] => 1 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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