by SNOOPY58Indianola, Iowa, USA
Feb 2015 317 Views 4 comments
The Willow
I come to visit you everyday under the willow tree,
to tell you I miss your touch and your smell, that I miss your smile and how you make me smile when i think of you.
The sound of your voice will always be in my head and I know that when you look up from having your head in my lap I know that you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
to tell you I miss your touch and your smell, that I miss your smile and how you make me smile when i think of you.
The sound of your voice will always be in my head and I know that when you look up from having your head in my lap I know that you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
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Posted: Feb 2015
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Comments (4)
your poem seems an expression of daily visitation to the one place where you can join with The Willow, perhaps for weeping, over the loss of your loved one
ty for your sharing and welcome to poet's corner
;)