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Weeping Wiilow 2

November 4, 2009
By Ms_money BRONZE, Johannesburg, Other
Ms_money BRONZE, Johannesburg, Other
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Why try to fit in when you were born to stand out?&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;When good men turn a blind eye,evil prevails.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;A prayer foer the wild at heart, kept in cages.&quot; Tennesse Williams<br /> &quot;Follow your bliss.&quot; -Oprah Winfrey


Weeping willow why do you still cry?
Is it because try as she did she couldn’t stay?
Is it because she left even though she knew
You would be all alone?
Do you cry every moment you realise she is forever
Gone?
Her voice still rings in your ear, your fear gets worse
When you realise she won’t be back after a while.
Are your eyes so red because death came and tore
You apart?
Weeping Willow you needn’t cry because she still
Watches over you waiting for your beautiful smile.
Just because she is gone it doesn’t mean you will never
Be whole again.
Weeping Willow she is in you; the spunk you possess that
That had you declared heiress to the funk throne. She is
The only person that let you unleash the punk in you ‘cause
She saw it made your lips curl into a smile and your world truly yours.
Weeping Willow she is the tear you rarely get when watching a movie,
The tug at your young heart when you realise the unfair social conditions.
She gave you life, then she went one better and gave you love and the ability
To touch lives.
Weeping Willow your anger does not do justice to her legacy-a dynasty of
Strong women. You have to smile because every day she would laugh,l isten
And understand all your tales. Whether at a Mr Price sale where you decided you wanted
Boxers and hoodies to hide all your goodies .
You owe it to her because she loved you, like no one has or ever will.
Weeping Willow wipe the tears away and try to smile


The author's comments:
This I wrote a couple of months after my mum passed away.

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