Under a weeping willow sitting
wind courting the leaves
whispering softly
over and over a name
reaching in the evening
grasping for your hand
so near almost touching
suddenly slipping away
In the distance looking
a shadow approaching
now walking beside me
so familiar reflections of you
looking out over the water
clouds gather then moisture
raindrops begin to surface
the sky cries.
Wow a very beautiful and touching write. The sky cries then the rain like tear drops begins to fall. Even the weeping willow with its drooping branches adds imagery to your poem. I have two poems called Snowflakes an Diamonds in the Sky please read when you find a chance. A magnificent write this is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
sweet and tender words, beautiful imagery what a beautiful poem you so great write it