A graceful tree.

Poetry about my home. Louisiana, nature poetry.

Nature poetry describing shade in the summer.

A Poem that describes the way a willow moves in the wind on a sunny day. I was inspired by a couple danceing down a hallway and the letter “W”.

The Weeping Willow Tree Has always been my favorite tree. The spirit of this beautiful tree calls out to me.

A poem about the strength in our hearts and our ability to get through the trials in our lives with the help of God.

When I go for a walk I sometimes take a road that has a huge weeping willow. Today, as I stared at it, I kept wondering and asking why is it always so sad? It must be crying for some reason? Maybe it’s crying for all the children that are victims of child abuse, abortion and molestation. What do you think?

This is a good song of spiteful defense with no hard feelings involved.
I admire the imagery-role that the "weeping willow" plays in a number of countryside stories and that involving admiration partly gave birth to the story line of this song.
In short anything that disturbs your peace of mind and nudges you on into sadness can be figuratively termed as a "weeping willow"……lol!

Walking in the woods by a swamp. You see a weeping willow that looks comforting. So you lay by the willow just inches from the swamp water and take a nap.

Bitter.