Willow By The Brook Poem by Walterrean Salley
Willow By The Brook
A willow grows,
And thus shows
Her beauty by the brook.
Such gorgeous scene—
Quite serene—
As if t'were from a book.
Thus evergreen—
Her branches seen,
Dangle by the brook.
Reflected in water,
Her beauty ne'er falters,
Demanding another look.
Nurtured and fed
By the brook's bed,
Ne'er is she forsook;
For, nature remembers—
January to December—
The weeping willow by the brook.
It seems you like the beauties of nature. That is so good. I used the willow twigs to make whistles in my far away youth. This was so meaningful for me. I thank you
However, the weeping willow is a beautiful tree. Beautiful thought.
A willow tree is usually considered as a symbol of gloom as Desdemona sang her swan song: her hand on her bosom, her hand on her knee sing willow, willow, willow... the reference to the weeping willow is very apt here...sorrow enhances the beauty of nature...sometimes! ! ! YES, IT'S A BEAUTIFUL NATURE POEM...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 7:02:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
That is such a warm sweet nature poem. I truly enjoyed it!