The Willow's Weeping

November 23, 2011
By KylaK SILVER, Hanover, Kansas
KylaK SILVER, Hanover, Kansas
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With Moon as my beacon, I'm guided into the night,
Saying farewell to my pillow,
I wave hello to the opaque light.

In shadows of the eerie nightfall,
I say hello to Willow,
Still weeping for mankind, She stands ever tall.

Standing near her sliver trunk, I ask why she cries,
She won't respond, but I see in her eyes,
As a chilling breeze blows...
The pain only Willow knows.

The author's comments:
I had a weird dream that just didn't leave me alone... so I wrote about it.

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openyourmind said...
on Aug. 3 2012 at 11:16 am
openyourmind, Hanover, Kansas
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Seriously one of the best poems I've ever read! (Even though you forgot to proof-read: sliver/silver) :) LOVED it!

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