Decieptful Willow

I woke up one morning, and went outside
I looked over to my left as she looked me in my eyes. She said " I'm sorry for your loss, but your old willow has died". Suddenly everyone around me began to cry, but one question remained, Why couldn't I? They buried that tree next to that old willows dove.

Rumor had it they were both in love. A dove and a tree? Who would believe? The timing was too coincidental for us not to see.

They were always together, never alone. they're together once again where they belong.

The tears of their loved ones will leave a brand. Forever you are loved as our family, my grandparents, and my friend. I hope they are all lying to me in some horrible joke. So I can speak once more with that decieptful willow.

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