Weeping Willow

February 13, 2010
In a field of open land
Where you feel the brush of god’s hand,
Stands the weeping willow tree
Stretching beyond where the eye has seen
O’ so alone
And yet so strong, so tall
The willow tree stands above all
And underneath its outreached arms
Is a place of evermore
Where time stops for all
Except the ever aging willow tree

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laRaMeii said...
Feb. 19, 2010 at 9:52 am
simple, and beautiful, this is often all a poem needs.
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