Bonded By Two Trees Poem by alex sarich

Divided souls
but bonded by trees
a shrine has entombed
our Son's memories
your tree is ours
and ours yours.
We share the same
pain and heartache
but also share
the fruits of hope
through the abundance
of tears trickling down
the Weeping Willow
and Golden Conifer,
that was planted
for our Sons to know
they are not forgotten.
I often lookout
to the corner of
this garden on
a winter's morn,
yellow beaked starling
probing the earth
surface for worms
squirming in blades
of wet grass
when I look toward
the Golden Conifer
a shrine for the Son you lost.
I know when you
are looking toward
the Weeping Willow
you are thinking of
our loss too,
both of whom are
bonded by those two trees.

(Written November 7th 2010)