Find Me a Willow


Find me a willow that won't bow down
When lightning splits the oak to the ground.

Send me a signal from some rocky height,
Reflecting with mirrors the sky's sunlight.

Fill me a net from the green briny deep
With lobsters, oysters, and pearls I may keep.

Wrap it all up in one summer day
That brings back the flavour of fruitful play.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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