The Willow Trees Poem by Sandra Feldman

When you were gone,
My life stood still,
The Moon just couldn't shine,
The Sea no longer spoke to me,
The Wind cried all the time.

When you were gone,
The Daffodils
No longer yellow, smiled,
And I no longer had the will,
To know how much I cried.

Now that you're gone,
The Willow Trees,
Moved by the breeze,
Begin their mournful song,
Their long Green Strands,
Embrasse my hands,
We softly weep along...