I was gazing out the window this morning, too chilled to actually step outside, and I watched the willow tree out back, it's branches shivering in the breeze. and I thought to myself, Poor thing! It's lost all it's clothes.
Which reminded me of one of my favorite singer/songwriters, John Gorka, and a song he sings about wanting to be a tree. But not in the Barbara Walters What kind of tree would you be kind of way.
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