Weeping Willow Poem by Kevin Carney

Quick reach out I need your hand…
Grab on, hold as tight as you can.
The wind sways me back and forth…
Just like that old willow tree.
My roots are shallow…
My leaves are heavy…
Steady me before I nearly topple.

Watch my roots lift out of the ground.
The rains of tears were too much for me to bear…
The ground I stand on eroding before me…
Leaving me ready to fall.
I just can’t help it…
I try to hold steady.
Only I think I will fail in the end.

Look at me, see what I am.
It’s not all about me…
Take me by the hand…
Before it’s too late.
Open yourself to me,
I know it’s what I need…
I hope you can see what’s in the balance.

Without a doubt…
You’ve change my life forever…
As you could never have believed…
If only you knew...
You hold my soul in your hands…
I look into your eyes, they tell me nothing.
You my dear, have the ability to save or destroy me….