Tangled in the loving slender arms <br />I would knot the ends <br />To make a swing <br />Under my willow tree <br /> <br />It sat next to an old farmhouse <br />Deserted since the depression <br />Along the banks of <br />The Wapsipinicon <br /> <br />Untamed grandeur <br />During a storm <br />I climbed into her knotty divide <br />The tree held me <br />Like a mother cuddling me to her breast <br /> <br />I wanted to be that willow tree <br />Its soulful sway <br />The ability to stand firm <br />Throughout the worst <br />Give comfort to anyone seeking it <br /> <br />Someone took an ax <br />To my willow tree <br />As if a nuisance <br />Without regard <br />For all it endured <br /> <br />Barrenness now resides <br />Where life once lived <br />My beautiful tree <br />I weep for it <br />Because it wept for me<br /><br />Wanda Swim Strunk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-wanted-to-be-a-willow-tree/
