Weeping willow it's leafs are badly torn-en Wilted away lying grieving all alone Down the lake they travel to a resting place Broken bruised they lie stripped of all their grace.... Weeping willows the birds are sad For they have died of a broken heart
Hello my name is Rosalind and I first started writing poetry in April of 2011. I am a born again Christian and have a wonderful relationship
with father God I would have never imagined for one second.. more..