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* Weeping Williow Tears *
as i sit up into my cozy bedroom
dreaming & wanting to know
what did i do wrong & how come
dont want to talk to me no more
a flowing stream of my tears
pour down & flood your street
as i continue to cry & ask my self why
it is getting upon my last nerves
wondering & worrying on what should i do
& our commincation skills are
sinking back into non exsist
as i sit here & speak why do
things have to be this way ?
i am starting to believe that
my telephone does not work anymore
when my telephone does ring i pick
it up hoping & praying that it is you
calling me to say that babe i am missing u to
i add the tears to my weeping willow tree that
crys & brushes up against my house every night .
* This poem is GT * April 5 , 2005 Written at 5:50 PM *
