illow Valley
The trees they sing,in silent care, As on the 'ole log I sit and I stare. In my Willow Valley The Spring,itflashes, it rains and it pours. Allthought it's wet,I ask for more. In my Willow Valley. The Summer,it scorches, its fireworks,they burst, In many colors, No one's curse. As I reach 20,and on. I forget to return to my Will Valley. An' on the ole' log, One day I remember,the beauty it held, And return. But Where is my Willow Valley? She is not here! But,all I can see is anew place, More shops,and a 'fore lease. She's still in my heart, And I remember still. That spot on the log, In my Willow Valley, Who no one can kill.
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