Keenan H-S
Grade 4
District 97, Longfellow
Poetry

The Weeping Willow

As I look at you,
I see your tears,
Your smiles droop.
I stay there with you.
I hear you moan and sigh.
I look at you so high in the sky,
and me-so low,
but if only.
if only I could reach yor top.
I would sit there and cry with you in the sky.