Write in the Park Day 04
(when rain falls on a weeping willow, rainwater flows down the long drooping
branches of slender leaves, giving the appearance that the willow is weeping)
O weeping willow, how you weep
under a shower of rain
Streams of tears you cannot keep
bring forth your sorrow and pain
Your feeble branchlets soft and frail
like pendulums they sway
When endless drops of rain assail
to wash your sadness away
Your slender leaves with pointed tips
are stained by countless tears
Each tell the world with silent lips
sad stories through the years
O weeping willow, how you keep
on weeping in the rain
Your tears of sorrow dark and deep
flow down from all your pain
"O Weeping Willow"
by Huang Bing Yao
Wed 04May22 0853 hrs GMT+8
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