The Weeping Willow On The Hill

Have you ever wondered why the Weeping Willow on the hill Weeps?
Why when you walk up to her, she leans over and protects you, protects you from harm?
Why does she do it?
Did she know a girl once?
Did the girl know something she shouldn’t?
That the Willow shouldn’t have told her?
Did they grow too close?
Or was there a mistake too big to take back….
The Willow used to stand up tall,
The Willow used to Laugh not Cry,
The Willow didn’t grow sad for just anything.
And when she did grow sad she always came back,
She swallowed it whole.
Not this time,
This time it was permanent.
What happened?

Every visit to the Willow you are granted one question, that is if she likes you.
I used to not ask, not wanting to pry,
But one day I asked her,
“Why do you Weep?”
And with the blowing of the wind and the chirp of a bird,
She answered.

The girl broke her heart one day….

Phoenix Moore
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/15/2020

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