~In memory of Jeremy Snyder~
(January,6,1976-March,25,2000)
As I sit beneath you I feel your strength...you are content.
Something I have seldom felt. You are so secure.
You stand tall and willowy...
you seem to be happy yet you stand-alone.
How is that possible?
How is it you can be alive and not long for love?
Do you not need love?
If you crave it I will gladly embrace you...
as you have allowed me such peace
while lying here in the shade of your branches.
I’ve heard people talk to plants to make them grow;
You are not JUST a plant...
You are a beautiful willow tree that never lacks admiration.
You are magnificent and brilliant visually...
Oh to be like you who seems to want of nothing,
Except Gods heavenly water and Sunshine,
the company of the wind blowing through your leaves,
echoing in your limbs...lulls you to rest peacefully always.
No worries or grief to stunt your growth.
I too could be strong and full of life...
If only I were a tree,
only then, or so it seems,
would the world see the magnificent side of me.
Author's Comments This poem was written for a absolutely special man who was great in everyway. Jeremy Snyder was caring, handsome and very funny...but somehow he never seemed to realize his true worth and sadly he took his life at age 24. Jeremy loved poetry and had written a poem about lying under a willow tree. This poem is the result of me reading it...and just writing what I was feeling at the time after his death while I too was sitting under a beautiful willow tree thinking of the wonderful Man the world lost the day Jeremy chose to say Goodbye...
Written on March 28 2000.
Shelley L Baxter Stanley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-willow-weeps-for-him/
