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 © | Year Posted 2020

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