The Weeping Willow Poem by Jim Yerman

The willow grinned as the couple met…they were young…a bit afraid.
She smiled as she watch them fall in love beneath her shade.

The willow beamed when she saw them coming…she'd shake off her morning dew
honored they chose her shelter for their daily rendezvous.

The willow frowned with sadness… something she'd never felt before…
as the boy placed a kiss upon the girl's cheek…he was heading off to war.

"Wait for me"…he said to her…his touch giving her a thrill.
and the willow whispered with the girl…"I will…you know I will".

And so they waited everyday…and everyday their hearts would yearn…
but war is cruel and callous…and the boy never returned.

The girl died of a broken heart…and now eternally sleeps…
The willow is still standing…but everyday…
she weeps.