'willow Weep'

'Willow Weep' The willow Tree Is standing There Without a Thought, Without a Care. Anchored deep It hugs The earth, No hint Of laughter None of Mirth. It softly Sways In gentle Breeze That barely Touches Other trees. With slender Leaves And branches Long, Its cooing Now A mournful Song. But why So sad, This stately Tree That stands So tall, And seems So free. What event In ancient Time Now leads Us to Much metric Rhyme, Of weeping Willows Crying softly, Bearing sadness Standing loftly. A contradiction This weeping Tree, That brings Such joy To you And Me.