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Weeping Willow I am the weeping willow The branches hang downward never reaching upward outward So do mine It stands alone in a forest full of mighty towering maples and oaks So do I And like me the weeping willow can only bow its head as I cry Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.