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A WILLOW WEEPS

A weeping willow
stands silently
at the waters
edge

Planted there
so long ago
now a full grown
lady

Gracefully
bends, casting
her eyes down-
ward
looking deeply
into the pool

Waiting for a
breeze to cool
her passion
from the summer
heat

Her eyes become
misty
a gentle rain
begins to fall
slides down her
cheeks
dripping into the
water

the wind catches
her hair
tangles it with
memories
weaving patterns

 so clear
unclouded

Reflections dance
before her eyes
reflections of
yesterday

so many faces
familiar and alive
fanciful playing
games with her
heart

Images emerge
a picture of
someone dear
once stood beside
her
handsome and tall
cut down long ago

Now she stands
alone
thinking of him
looking out over
the water
she looks away in
wonderment.

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