We Still Hear The Willow Weep January 11, 2012
Posted by nrhatch in Mindfulness, Nature, People, Poetry.comments closed
The willow near the old pond
Had, at times, been heard to weep
It sighed beside the waters
So cool, so calm, so deep
The children who had played there
Under branches framed with dew
Had since grown up and moved away
To think, to dream, to do
We change, we grow, we wander
Through this journey we call life
We smile with joy, tremble with fear
Grow strong through pain and strife
Behind us we leave branches
Of friendships we have made
And like the willow weeping
Soft and silent in the glade
We remember happy ties
So cool, so calm, so deep
And if we look o’er our shoulder
We still hear the willow weep
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