Cry Not Wistful willows sway sleepilyLamenting lore of breezes sorrowTis no more than honorable mentionGazing upon this sights intentionThe wistful willow weeps not sublimeBut stands as a pillar of strength in time Others are Reading Flys, Peaches, Potatoes, and Snails – Short Story Whet Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: For Jimmy Family’s Pet Chicken Found Missing Ralph Tinnitus Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * − one = 2