Weeping Willow

Decades wearing at his trunk
His branches sorrowfully drooping
Standing by and watching
As society is stooping

An overlooked eyewitness
To all that comes to pass
Every kind remark
And every ridiculing sass

Bearing the comings and goings
Adapting to each new scene
Minding his own business
Trying not to intervene

Sitting in tranquillity
Counting the hours till his end
An onlooker of destruction
A bystander without a friend


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