Sadness Of My Heart Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking outside, seeing everything through the
sadness of my heart.

Tree branches drooping with the silence of grief
touching them interiorly.

Leaves letting go, giving up, dropping to the
ground, having lost any hope of having joy again
in life.

Giant ocotillo cacti leaning over, giving up their
stances in life, bowing from the weight of sorrow.

American flag, hanging lifeless from a flag pole,
not furling or unfurling, even the breeze has stopped
blowing in this silent sorrow.

Looking out a window seeing everything with the
sadness of my heart.