Wind Through the Willow
The wind through the weeping willowsAs she shakes her spindle, she billows Like a dancing ballerina on her tiptoesFiltering here and there, on her feet flows We sit and...
The wind through the weeping willowsAs she shakes her spindle, she billows Like a dancing ballerina on her tiptoesFiltering here and there, on her feet flows We sit and...
Some days it seems to rain and rainMaking you feel confined and restrained I sit and wish for the rain to stopNot thinking about the flowers or crops When...