Beneath the Sobbing Willow
Beneath the sobbing willow,
In her white dress, she stood still.
Eyes closed to the clouds above her,
Hair dancing to the wind's tune.
She has unspoken words,
And no voice to speak.
She held a breath and soon let it go.
With her hand tightly grasping her dress,
She painfully knelt.
And beneath the sobbing willow,
He saw a woman in pain.
Unable to take a step,
He watched her shed tears.
With arms that could not move,
Legs that could not walk,
He watched her deeply afar.
Beneath the sobbing willow,
There's a woman he longed to hug.
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