Willow Trees Poem by Joseph T. Renaldi

Joseph T. Renaldi

Frackville, Pennsylvania

Willow Trees

Rating: 5.0


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 willow trees straight ahead.

Fascinating of trees, the willows now
Hung with silky aments along their bough,
Bearing scaly bracts with utmost pride,
Wearing white for the Palm Sunday tide.

Since I looked for trees in bloom,
Knowing that Easter will be upon us soon,
About the awakening woodland I stroll
To see the willow trees as white as snow.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Foulk 20 May 2008

i really liked this poem Joesph i gave it a ten. when i was a young boy of 10 in 1953 when a a weeping willow tree in our front yard, this poem reminded me of that tree.

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Joseph T. Renaldi

Frackville, Pennsylvania
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