My head hung low
The willow wept
The rose mourned
As I sat beside the water
Her reflection shown as my own
And she said
Look in your heart
It's not as empty as you think
Remember who you are
The things learned
The house you have built
The floors covered in faith
And the ceilings hung with hope
The walls adorned with Love
In my heart I sat
In the midst of a multitude of memories
In the midst of those gone before
And the willow wept for joy
And the rose mourned for none

P.Frias