Weeping Willow by Amy Brash

Written by Ronald Allen Bell~

From the book, Poems for the Ponder~

Produced by G-Dawg Trading~ 

A story of the origin of the Weeping Willow~ 

 

Full lyrics: 

Sarah kneels before his grave and tears fall from her eyes
Her lover sleeps six feet below, they wed before he died 
No one came with offerings, nor did they tongue farewell 
just ranch hands in a rich man's land, alone she's left to dwell 
Sarah tires from grief as she lays upon his plot 
She falls asleep and dreams as the rain begins to drop 
through the fresh laid soil, the rain with ease begins to seep
poor little Sarah, to her husband she will sink 

the sun it wakes her paralyzed 
she's buried all but nose and eyes 
the burning heat now dries the mud
no lips to plead, no one will come 
two days pass and still she lives 
upon the grounds it pours again 
the rain is strong and runs throughout 
And carries seeds from soils to mouth 
amidst the flooding she is drowned 
soon seeds take root, from mouth they sprout 
the passing days see sprout to tree
At five years passed yields blues and greens 

the branches hold long drooping leaves of blue as were her eyes 
in summer lush from pain they rush and spill as sun reminds 
in winter rain when tired from pain she rests, her blues she hides 
with lover beneath for twenty-four weeks in peace they shall reside 
in Spring still half asleep her memory slowly comes to life 
in summer sun she's overcome and the Weeping Willow cries