In the shades of

The verdant forest

Tender and mild winds

Are washing the leaves

Echoing whispers

Lead me to valley

Where a tree stands in

A silver dress

Leaves shaped of tears

Of sorrow and lonely years

Gleaming in the light

Of the rising sun

The silvery leaves are

Covering all my tears

As I sit under the

Willow of Tears

Whispers are calling

In beaming dreamy air

On the meadow where

The willow and I

Wait for the mist to come

To dance on the silver pond

It slowly guides us

To eternal sleep

Leaves shaped of tears

Of sorrow and lonely years

Gleaming in the light

Of the rising sun

The Silvery leaves are

Covering all my tears

As I sit under the

Willow of Tears