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Goodbye My Willow Tree

Brianna Carder is a graduate of King’s Digital Media and Design (DMAD) program. She recently lost one of her best friends, her grandmother, who was a joy to be around. Brianna’s love for poetry and writing, and the grief that comes with death, allowed her to write this poem.

GOODBYE MY WILLOW TREE

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Under the weeping willow tree, She stands there waiting for me, Singing softly of the life she once had. Her breeze cascades over me, with a joy she once gave to me; And her vision of heaven fills the blue skies above me.

Her sweet voice filling my ears, Telling me the stories we once shared And the laughs we once had. She is gone, my weeping willow tree, Her voice filling the air around me, And her colors radiant like Appalachia’s fall leaves. She still sings softly to me, And her smile is all I have To remind me of the days that are gone And a life I once had.

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