I'M the Weeping Willow
on whittle willow
you drape over me
your arms folding
limbering they shape
my physical body
O willow, be
You sadden me
Tear flowing eyes
Simple sympathetically
My spirit saddens me
My soul needs empathy
I rage my branch is high
I raised my branches High
No longer hanging down
No longer laying down
my spirit, my head,
my eyes I reach toward the sky
Oh my mind guess you wonder now why
you see I'm a simple fella
Once fallen ...the weeping willow
4/11/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2020
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