#206 Willow

206Willow

I wish I knew why I have to poke and pull at everything around.

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Author: Mara Eastern

I'm a sardonic blogger, snapper, scribbler and rhymer; a virtual space invader who indulges in cheerful negativism, morbid self-deprecation and bleak humour.

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      1. Ah it was my mothers favorite tree a willow and I grew up with them in the garden over hanging the river. She loved them and cherry blossom tree. When she died I had her a coffin made from willow entwined with flowers. Apparently in the old days it was a natural resource for coffins.

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