Red Willow

Do you remember The Red Willow?

Where birds sang and squirrels burrowed.

The Red Willow,where horses neighed and love never swung

Do you remember The Red Willow?

Where we met, that calm summer day

When the leaves rustled,the grass went green.

Do you remember The Red Willow?

Where love never swung

Where we kissed that cool summer day

Do you remember The Red Willow?

Where the wind sang and love never burrowed

You loved me and I loved you,under the Red Willow.

Author's Note

A love poem about a woman who had met a man under a Red Willow tree. She was wondering if he remember the day.

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

How could he forget....it sounds enchanting

[Annabeth]

I don't know....I imagined it very very enchanting.

[Dr. Wood ?]

trust me....HE remembered......look out for HIS poem on the same subject....Wow...how cool would THAT be?

[Annabeth]

He must've! I'll write on from his perspective later!

[Dr. Wood ?]

great

[Annabeth]

Yep!!!!