I pass the weeping willow,
wondering for whom it cries.
Could it be for all God’s children
falling like stars in the sky?
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Your lyrical message is delivered with beauty and grace. Memorable write, Ben. As always, Sandra
this is very different from the other poems I have read, this seems to be from a homeless child's perspective, traveling through the woods, but coming upon a church for help, seems to be a story to me.... I'm not sure how on point I am, but this is what i get from it