The Weeping Tree Poem by Laurena Pamela Willetts

The Weeping Tree


I stand guard o’er you
unaware of my presence
entwined in fencing


Yet you seek my shade
when the summer heat prevails
and ground cracks round me


You don’t feel my pain
when my withered roots dig deep
to try quench my thirst

winter I shiver
my roots drown in sodden earth
dog pees over me

I may look slender
but do not be complacent
when winter winds blow

My strength increases
with just one almighty heave
destruction occurs

Laurena Pamela Willetts