Wandering Westward, BBYCGN

Weeping Willows, Alliteration Poem

Worn Weeping Willows

woefully weather


whistling winds,

while weary warriors

wander westward,

whispering whimsically,


when whipping winds

will wane,

warming whittled,

withered wills.


Isaiah 40:8

“The grass withers, the flower fades; but the word of our God stands forever.”

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Wandering Westward
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