The Wind in the Willows

Is it not amazing how the pure innocence of all nature can force us to be so honest with ourselves and at the same time offer comfort with its beauty.
And I bet there is a long line at the doorway you speak of, I'm in there somewhere.

To the comfort of willows rustling leaves,
R.T.

you are right. In contrast with the beauty and grace of nature I judge myself with brutal honesty.. absolutely right on target.. good comment
That is what I had in mind I have a favorite place I go that has a willow tree in front and a wading pool. I get my feet wet and think. :)  thank you for the comment and read
susan

Nature often causes me to sit and think about things. I love this poem!

Thank you Brittany, As I wrote to R.T. that is where I like to go when I need to get away and think outside and near my favorite willow tree. and I was trying to capture that..
thanks for your read and comment
susan

nice imagery.. structure is good when you know where to get..

thank you 7th son I appreciate your read and I value the comment ..