Under The Willows' Tears

I dream of an angel
She sits alone, with her thoughts,
She has an aura about her
Even when she's in wrought.
She looks to the sunset
Where she sees beyond the horizon,
Her many memories are absorbed
And then some.

The tears of the willow
Have many emotions that fall,
Some with joy and laughter
Some that make her squall.
She takes her gentle thoughts
And hands them over to God,
To give her joy in her serenity
With a simple little nod.

She holds on her shoulders
The memories of her children,
The many that she has now
The ones she held back when.
She holds the love in her heart
For he stands strong by her side,
He is her foundation of strength
With love they will abide.

beautiful... just beautiful!

what a comforting and loving poem Robert

Thank you Pam, glad you liked it.

Thank you mystique...glad you thought so.

((( Robert )))

Once again I am humble and so honored to have you in my life
My life is at a pause for the moment,, mending my path

Beautiful poem Robert.......

Very nice tribute to her, Robert!! I like this!

Awesome words

A kind and loving write for someone so beautiful

Ahh now, if that isn't a perfect tribute I don't know what one is.

Thank you all for your wonderful comments...And Dee, my love and prayers will always be with you.