The wind will never cease to blow as long as the willow continues to grow. Underneath I sit and slowly breathe.
Living in the moment no time to grieve. Sun shines through the weeping limbs, My tears flow gently along with them.
I can't feel free knowing you are gone. My cage is this tree and I am, alone. Why, did you leave oh self of mine.
I needed you whole in this horryifying time. Losing ones mind is a scary thing. Letting go of me, I dont know what
tomorrow will bring. Yes, losing ones thoughts under a tree, I hope soon someone will come looking for what was me.
By CLMG
A tribute poem to mental illness
Living in the moment no time to grieve. Sun shines through the weeping limbs, My tears flow gently along with them.
I can't feel free knowing you are gone. My cage is this tree and I am, alone. Why, did you leave oh self of mine.
I needed you whole in this horryifying time. Losing ones mind is a scary thing. Letting go of me, I dont know what
tomorrow will bring. Yes, losing ones thoughts under a tree, I hope soon someone will come looking for what was me.
By CLMG
A tribute poem to mental illness
and Alzheimer Disease
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