by Alex Sarich

Created on: November 09, 2010

Divided souls

but bonded by Trees

a shrine has entombed

our Sons memories

your Tree is ours

and ours yours.

We share the same pain

and heartache

but also share

the fruits of hope and love

through the abundance

of tears trickling

down the Weeping Willow

and Golden Conifer

that were planted

for our Sons to know

they are not forgotten.

I often look out

to the corner

of this garden

on a Winter's morn

yellow beaked Starling

probing the earth's

surface for worms

squirming in blades

of wet grass.

When I look toward the Tree

a Golden Conifer

a shrine for the Son you lost.

I know when you

 are looking toward

the Weeping Willow

you are thinking

of our loss too

and both of whom

are bonded by

those Two Trees.

(We exchanged homes

 but left the trees

 for our Sons memories).  

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