O Willow tree, you are indeed laden,
By the sorrow that surrounds your gentle boughs,
A heavy burden you have undertaken,
To grieve for all of life's malignant woes.
Your sorrow I do fully understand
Great devastation you have witnessed here,
As mother earth reclaims her batterred sons,
To rescue them from cruelty and fear
You have no hope for this our sorry world,
You know there is much dearth of love and joy,
Tis' hate that is triumphant more than once,
Tis hate and malice, love will not destroy,


 I see you sadly drooping by the lake
 I see you filling it with many tears,
 Thus, silently narrating woeful tales,
 Of days forever lost to yesteryears.


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