Weeping Willow

Weeping Willow,

      why do you cry?
Your back is arched 
       against the sun 
And you never look 
       at the sky. 
Birds flit among your 
      sullen limbs,
You care not of the lover's       
      carvings in your chest 
And yet, 
      you weep, 
 And yet, 
     you weep. 
(J.S.S.)
 
This poem is about: 
Our world

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