Under a weeping willow sitting <br />wind courting the leaves <br /> <br />whispering softly <br />over and over a name <br /> <br />reaching in the evening <br />grasping for your hand <br /> <br />so near almost touching <br />suddenly slipping away <br /> <br />In the distance looking <br />a shadow approaching <br /> <br />now walking beside me <br />so familiar reflections of you <br /> <br />looking out over the water <br />clouds gather then moisture <br /> <br />raindrops begin to surface <br />the sky cries.<br /><br />Heather burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sky-cries-2/
