• I sit upon
    A willow tree
    The only one
    That weeps with me

    Don’t know why she weeps
    Don’t know why she crys
    I just watch her moan
    I mimic her sighs

    She bends
    As only she can bend
    To the ever
    Taunting wind

    The more it taunts
    The harder she cries
    Tears that cloud
    Her washed out eyes

    How I wish I had tears
    Of infinite streams
    And a body that could
    Appropriately lean

    To express how I feel
    For all to see
    I wish I was like
    The Willow Tree