The Wisest

The weeping willow that whistled into the wind
As it watched humping whales walking on the waves

And the wasps waiting in the weeds
And the walrus watering the wharf

And watercress wearing wonderful weeds
And the worried weasels wondering

‘Who were the wise of the wise?’
Was it the humping whales walking on the waves?

Was it the waiting wasps waiting in the weeds?
Was it the walrus watering the wharf?

Was it the watercress wearing wonderful weeds?
Or was it the weeping willow whistling into the wind?

Xavier Wildefyre
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/05/2020

Poet's note: I just had a bit of fun with this one.
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