The Willow Weeps Poem by Ronald Strickland

The Willow Weeps



The willow tree sags as it weeps
with the weight of the rain on it's branches.

The air filled with mist.
The thought of friends and family
fills my thoughts.

In my heart sadness gathers for
the past of where has it gone.

But I see that it's not gone,
it's only altered, to move on and
that the past is now and tomorrow,
and will become the past to be recalled,
again as it alters, again and again,
yet to become yesterday's thoughts, as
the rain will return to weigh on the
willows branches as it weeps again.

Tuesday, December 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: families
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Ronald Strickland

Ronald Strickland

LaFayette, Georgia
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