Oh lovely weeping willow tree
Why do you tearfully weep
Your graceful arms hang down
On your brow you wear a frown
Beautiful head of hair swaying to the ground
Wind whispering through you no sound
Surely, you have awoken
Why have you not spoken
You simply stare as I pass by
I thought I heard you sigh
Perhaps today your spirits are low
But I will never know
I too like you
Feel sad, lonely, and blue
I feel just like you willow tree
I do silently weep
Words, words, words
Unpleasant, evil, horrible, words I heard
Hurt me deep down inside
They wounded my pride
My tears flowed into the deep dark sea
I am like the weeping willow tree
All hurt inside of me I chose to keep
Now like you weeping willow tree I weep
© 2007 Janet Irene Griffin
About The Author:
GREETINGS! Welcome to my planet!
My name is Janet I enjoy creative writing and creating poems.
I have a love for words. Words are music to me. Poetry to me is about feeling.
It's creating a painting with words. Poetry is playing with words.
Poetry is using the senses. Poetry is about life experiences, observations,
using the imagination-meditation. Poetry to me is freedom of expression.
Poetry is about following your dreams. Poetry is in sounds,
listen to the wind chimes, the waves splashing against the rocks, birds chirping,
rain pouring, countless sounds. Poetry is breathing. Poetry is in nature.
I hope that you will take time and read my poems. I would be happy
to get feedback from you.
I started writing in 2007 after the sudden passing of my brother in 2006,
I needed a way to express my loss. My poem in memory of my dear brother
is entitled, "Ode To A Dear Friend."
Thank you for reading my poems and please sign my guest book.
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