Old Willow Trees Poem by Wendy NgWL

Old Willow Trees

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Take a look
At the old willow trees
Do you remember?
What they use to mean
Blowing and swaying
In the cold night wind
Casting shadows
Dancing in twins

Down the hill side
And by the lake
How they pride
While we sighed
If whenever and ever it shall fall
White snow flakes
The trees they danced
Ever harder! Soulfully.

And now they seem
Somewhat different
Like lost sprit of dreams
Under the moonbeam
Not even Zephyr wind
Could evoke and redeem
The forgotten vibrant
Of these old willow trees

So here we’re standing
By the fireside
And at the foreground
Some fireflies
Oh willows willows
One day, we must wave goodbye
I don’t know when, don’t know why
But I know that I would cry

So take a look
At these old willow trees
Do you remember?
What they use to mean
Because when we are through
We’d have memories too
And before we leave, we say adieu
Remember what they mean to you.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Renganathan 15 September 2009

Memorable tree-side poem....inspiring...thank you

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Sulaiman Mohd Yusof 04 August 2009

I can remember that willow trees the love of our life's freezed we broke down to our knees holding each other, we kissed Excellent piece my dear Wendy!

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