Weeping Willows
Weeping Willows
In a picture of grief
Death lies underneath
Scattered in the far
Stands tall
To show to all
A grey mass
A written note from the past
Weeping willows pierce the ground close by
Weeping winds whistling a secrete cry
Concreted angel
Lives on
In the strong stone structure
And the ground
In which she stands upon
Never forgotten
She stands to show
Her body lays in ruins
Turned to dust over time
But she still grows
In this land of mine
A soul that knows no time
Because she is now divine
Written by Sarah linklater 20/03/15
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