Willow tree
Willow tree wooden, were you once a woman
Crying forlorn on the bank of a stream
For some tragic loss of a friend or lover
Hoping that time will somehow intervene
Is all that you need just someone to believe
Stand under your boughs and reach out a hand
The truth of the hand that touches your leaves
Release you and end your perpetual stand
Willow tree wooden, I've watched and waited
I've been lit both by moonbeam and sun of the day
Biding my time here, just sitting and thinking
How many years before you fade away?
