The Weeping Willow By The Weeping Wall

The Weeping Willow By The Weeping Wall

The weeping willow wept by the weeping wall,

I have no regrets, I’ve witnessed it all.

From seed to sprout, from root to sky,

Silent and steady, I’ve watched time pass by.

Through seasons’ dance, in sun and rain,

It stood steadfast, embraced the pain.

Leaves whispered secrets to the breeze,

As time wove stories through its leaves.

Beneath its shade, lovers would meet,

Their murmurs soft, their hearts upbeat.

It cradled dreams and heard their sighs,

A silent witness to their ties.

Now aged and wise, its branches low,

It’s seen generations grow.

With no regrets, it stands here still,

A weeping willow on this hill,

Standing by the weeping wall.