Oh
Sister Willow
Your branches
Spread out wide
Like a giant umbrella.
Handling
The stresses of life.
Unlike your brothers
Maple Oak and Elm
Tall stately trees.
Towering
Into the skyline
With majestic
Rigid branches.
This year's heavy snowfall
Crippled many stately crowns
Unable to handle the burden.
While
The ugly sister survives
On tiny slender branches.
But
Beauty is
In the eye
Of the beholder.
Better
To be flexible
Then dead.
From stress
And diseases.
Swaying
Beneath summer's
Hot breath.Therisa © 2012
Author's note: From my poetic vault. Only changed the arrangement of some stanzas and words, for spelling corrections.
