Weeping Willow....at nightA Poem by Kady R.Nothing like going to park and hearing the inspiring sounds of nature. Hope you enjoy!!
Sitting on the park bench watching the weeping willow tree, stars blazing bright
Heart broken I was mourning among the crowd Being well known…..from the mist of people….mist As an extrovert it was easy to be But the cracks were beginning to show One can mourn in heart for so long But….I can't…..cry My heart shedding the tears my eyes could not bear I felt used….and convinced myself it was okay I got the job I wanted……..despite the critics Many were impressed……which was unconscious I was starting to get…….exhausted And I was beginning to make…….mistakes I needed someone Someone to talk to But here I was with the weepy willow No longer a joyful sway but a painful sliding of its branches on the ground I understand I wondered We were alone just then in the dark with the moon blazing bright in its full brilliance Who can hear the cry of the weeping willow tree but I? Those that cry in heart can hear eachother Without a word So I sat there Listening to the branches of the weeping willow tree, at night © 2025 Kady R.Author's Note
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