She Fell Gently to the Ground

 

My Loyal Weeping Willow

I had to go back to shed a tear 

and thank my weeping willow

who finally had enough.

For years she stood strong alongside me. 

She was a diligent and loyal companion 

who provided me comfort and shade 

during my many times of trouble and turmoil.

Together we grew old

and our bones and boughs grew tired.

But she held her ground until I moved away 

before she let go and fell gently to the ground.

Until the day I left the house,

she stood strong and diligently provided me 

her comfort and shade against the world,

and then her service was done.

As her boughs broke 

she fell gently to the ground,

releasing her infinite uplifting spirits 

to branch out and scatter 

and to fertilize new ground

upon which to seed and flourish 

and once again provide shade 

and comfort to a weeping world.

For Brandy Carson