Spiders fly from faraway willows
just to tell me how slightly the wind blows
 
Ants crawl across distant oceans
just to ask me about my notions
 
Butterflies cry when they see my face
for their remorse is so, that they missed my embrace
 
Raccoons tear themselves from their feasts
just to tell me they dislike me the least
 
Birds Bow their heads in my sorrow
and offer their shoulders, that I might borrow
 
Bears stumble from their midwinter dens
just to give me regards that their families send
 
opossums do a dance when in dread
just to keep me from drooping my head
 
all of the creatures come to mourn
for the silent beauty alone in this bed