Weeping Willow
Haiku about one of my favorite trees
Weeping Willow was
My favorite tree because
It cried tears for me
When I was younger, I didn’t care too much about being in nature. However, when I saw my first weeping willow, I started to care. I wanted to know why it was shaped like that and how it got its name.
When I saw it as it rained, it looked like it was crying, and that tree became comforting. It shed the tears that I would not allow myself to release.
I still have a soft spot for weeping willows, but I enjoy other forms of nature too.
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