Those Fallen Amongst Us
Willows weeping pon the earth© 2020 Walterrean Salley
The days of sadness and of fear
Night is fallen hard pon us
Joy is overwhelmed by tears.
Trees have fallen all around
The tall, the short - young and old
Cedar, fir, mahogany.
Pine and oak. The bright and bold.
Saplings lie 'mongst the fallen.
And young twigs - once so adored,
Whose height stood just above ground;
Now, their place is nevermore.
Endnotes: Here's a poem, in which I shared some thoughts on the COVID pandemic. It was written April 23, 2020 (the year following the COVID-19 outbreak). The trees mentioned herein represent people of every genre, falling everywhere. What a time it was for us "inhabitants of this earth." But, thank God, things are so much better. We've come a long way.
LOVE my mom.