The willow weeps enough alone

You need not cry with it

I hope you understand

I need someone who understands

And

Every strand

Of emerald leaves that falls like tears from the strong trunk of the great tree

Knows me better

Than

I know the back of my own hand

I have someone who understands

Why should I keep looking?

I’ll sit and cry

Beneath sky

Beneath the tree

Because the willow is the only one who weeps with me.