When we chilled in Summer,
under the willow tree,
Its leaves swayed gently and sweet,
Without much cares,
Besides enjoying the moment,
And the warm chill company,
Of one anothers loneliness,
A wholeness,
Under the willow tree,
As its leaves,
Swayed gently and sweet,
The willow tree,
With its vivacious leaves,
Still Sways gently and sweet,
With nostalgia,
And many lovely dresses,
Sweet in its winds
Reynaldo Casison