The Willow
I dont weep anymore for my childhood
or
the things that might have been
for
Ive found strength and perseverance
like the willow when it bends
The Weeping Willow
its strong and willowy boughs
bending deep in the strong winds
its elegant sweeping dance
saying
you cant break me
I will dance
I am strong
and like the Willow
i will stand tall and straight in the face
of fear
of storms
and I will bend
but I will not break
the wind will die
the day will calm
and
I will carry on
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Merry Christmas | 0 | 12/21/2009 |
| Im a Dancer | 0 | 12/11/2009 |
| Im....my...ow n...friend |
0 | 11/20/2009 |
| An Addiction | 1 | 11/17/2009 |
| My family | 0 | 11/09/2009 |
| Gotta get some | 0 | 10/28/2009 |
| Reconnect Me | 1 | 10/17/2009 |
| Love is the greatest | 1 | 10/10/2009 |
| Self Pity | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| I Know Now | 0 | 10/06/2009 |
| My Teacher | 0 | 09/26/2009 |
| Gods got your name | 0 | 09/23/2009 |
| Dance....Like youve never danced before | 0 | 09/02/2009 |
| My childhood friend | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| The Willow | 0 | 09/01/2009 |
| I call that Love | 0 | 08/28/2009 |
| Its been awhile | 2 | 07/05/2009 |
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