Weepin Willow

I made my journey    
I walked      
And stumbled upon    
A beautiful forsythia      
I forsook it    
For my soul was too afraid    
To appreciate such a creation of God    
Because I am deeply sad in my heart    
Cursed my soul    
Now I'm falling apart    
I travel alone    
I chose this path    
I'm fribble I know    
I caught a scent    
Of a place I know    
Under a weeping willow    
My true home