It was a dark cold day when he died
And there was none save me who had cried,
Perhaps also that old willow proud
Which felt melancholy deep inside.
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Beautiful poem well articulated and nicely penned in good rhyme scheme with insight. A lovely piece indeed.
Thank you for reading and liking my verses... Chinedu.