The William Trees

In the desert
Past the canyon
You will find where Williams grow

Tall and proud and unaware
That a human name they bear

And unlike their counterparts,
They have no fame to claim

No one knows about the Williams
Not one person even cares

Not for their parts
Nor habitat
Are they studied or reclaimed

Yet the William never seems to mind
For happily it grows

Along the dusty road you find
That its persistence shows