Old Willow Tree Poem

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Old willow tree, so grand and wise,
With branches that stretch towards the skies,
Your leaves so green, they softly sway,
Creating shade on a sunny day.
Your bark, weathered with age and grace,
Holds stories of time's enduring pace,
A witness to seasons come and go,
Standing strong with a stoic glow.
Under your boughs, a peaceful scene,
A haven for creatures, calm and serene,
Your roots run deep, a sturdy hold,
A symbol of wisdom, wise and bold.
Old willow tree, with branches low,
Your beauty shines with a timeless glow,
A treasure of nature, ancient and free,
Forever standing, an old willow tree.