Joseph T. Renaldi

Veteran Poet - 1,154 Points (Frackville, Pennsylvania)

The Weeping Willow Trees - Poem by Joseph T. Renaldi

As I walk through the fields so free,
My thoughts run deep inside of me.
I stop and ponder on the ground I tread
And saw the weeping willow trees straight ahead.

Fascinating of trees, the weeping willow now
Hung with silky aments along the bough,
Bearing scaly bracts with utmost pride,
Wearing white for the Eastertide.

Since I looked for things in bloom,
Knowing that Spring will be upon us soon,
About the awakening woodland I stroll
To see the weeping willow trees hung with snow.

Comments about The Weeping Willow Trees by Joseph T. Renaldi

  • Darlene Walsh (9/20/2014 6:37:00 PM)

    We had a beautiful weeping cherry in front of our house, it worn pink for the Eastertide. When it was in bloom, all our neighbors to come to take family pictures under the tree. Then it fell down, carpenter ants killed it. The entire neighborhood was a sadder place. (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Anhelica Velasquez (1/25/2012 8:16:00 PM)

    my favoritest trree! ! ! great write! ! a pretty sight to see, i do believe! (Report)Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
Read all 2 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Friday, March 9, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, October 3, 2011

[Report Error]