Weeping willows
Begin to cry
They seem to be sad
But cannot hide
Their dance is suttle
As the leaves sway
The ground becomes one
With their fallen decay
The wind penetrates
Through their sagging leaves
Leaving behind
Our crying trees.
C. Vergara
03.19.2012
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sadness dominates this poem and the reader 's heart.So beautiful that it hurts