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Sep 2012
The weeping willow is the only one

Who weeps for me, it’s boughs graze

The ground that crowns my head

I lie in my satin bed, the earth wraps

Me in its embrace. I have many around

Me but none that care to know me


The weeping willow is the only one

Who weeps for me, the ones I left

Behind have moved on. They forgot

About me and my earthen home.

They don’t want to linger in the past

They always push onto the future.


The weeping willow is the only one

That weeps for me, my loved ones wept

For days for me but then the pain

Subsided to a dull ache and soon they

Moved on. I have eternity here in my bed

While they always push to the future


The weeping willow is the only one

Who weeps for me, they push on

Until there is no future and they join

Me in a satin bed, surrounded by the

Earth’s embrace. With others who care

Nothing for them. Alone with the earth


The weeping willow is the only one who

Weeps for me, it sounds sad the way we go

But I hope for them, they have a friend

Like the weeping willow is to me

For you can never be truly forgotten

When something weeps for you.
Written by
Sam Mossman
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