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Really
Not enough energy left to hide
All the tears and sweat have dried
About as concerned with pass or fail
As an old charred stump way off the trail
When the mornings come calm and clear
I can stretch and peek up over my fear
Though it’s a shaky shapeless view
I can make out real things that ring true
There’s always one thing I can see for sure
I really loved her.
On the scales way way deep inside
There’s no baggage or gems you can hide
The weights with what you do, not what you feel
Because we all give fear the wheel
A pat on the back and gaze in the eyes
Can outweigh the shame of a thousand lies
And why my motives were seldom pure
I really loved her
When the pain and joy have weathered away
There’s a shiny core that will always stay
A core of who you will be, are, and were
And there resides, that I really loved her
A Willow
Only the very short sighted would call her slight or frail
For she is strong like a willow outlasting a gale
She poses her thin limbs in an elegant stance
Then converts the storm’s violence to a watercolor dance
Her strength comes from the earth with roots shallow and deep
But affairs above ground can bring her to weep
She’s thirty percent Hepburn, Audrey and Kate
With looks that would let her book a catwalk date
She’s fifteen percent Bacall in nineteen forty one
And ten percent a sad face that Van Gough would’ve done
The rest is a graceful mystery, as it should be
From no vantage point can you see all sides of a tree
When parched wonderers spy a willow at the edge of their sight
Their faces often burst into open delight
Upon asking why this is, you often hear
When you see a willow, a spring is always near
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