I am a willow tree
I bend, I do not break.
When the storm breaks over me
all I do is shake.
~
Things may not be simple
things may be hard
but all that happens
to me is….
I may be a little scared.
~
the wind whips me round and round
but I will NEVER be ripped from the ground
for you see
I AM a willow tree.
I may be bent
to the ground.
~
But no matter what happens to me
I am still beautiful
For I am a willow tree.
I may be weeping
but thats okay
because I am still beautiful
in my own way.
~
I am a willow tree
I bend I do not break.
When the storm breaks over me
all I do is shake
my branches may get ripped apart
but new ones grow in.
~
some might call me a marshmallow
but those people do not know
that because I am a willow
my skin can withstand the snow.
~
I am a willow
I am beautiful
I am strong
I will make it
somehow.
Scarlet Luna-Mia Lombardi | Luna the moon Rose 
After reading this, I am a willow too! Well done ~~
I really enjoyed this poem.
You manage to communicate the strength and flexibility of a willow not only in the literal meaning of the text, but also in the writing style. It is great to see how you go ever so far beyond the well known concept of a weeping willow, while enfolding that, too, in the matrix of your imagination.
Nice photos, too, and I love the Goethe quote at the top of your blog. Thanks for your visit & comment on my blog, too. If you’re ever interested, I happen to have translated a Goethe poem, here: http://elainedanforth.wordpress.com/2011/03/23/the-nearness-of-the-beloved/
Strong and full as a willow. Well done.
I love willows and you’ve used them in a wonderful way here 🙂
Awesome flow, just like a song! And it somehow feels uplifting. 😀
Lovely write and nice reflective metaphor ~ Rose
They are bautiful trees. i loved this poem it shows metaphors as youve described the willow iwth human emotions..loved it.
I like these trees, and I like how you compared yourself to them. BEautiful! Keep being strong and charming!
Willows are not only resilient, but they are beautiful too.
When life keeps knocking you down, you rise back up stronger and more beautiful than before.
Stay positive, dear friend.
Willows are very resilient trees…nice poem!