Delta40
03-08-2010, 03:45 AM
A willow wisp of death
haunted you like a child
Till finally you let go
Now you are free
from all yesterdays
Your single last sigh
Settled your roots here,
In the dusk of life
to bloom evermore in my forest
Tomorrow and always
Let your twisted branches
be father to our kindred fruit
Bow you wisely to the winds
and nourish the saplings
in your sage sight and beyond
haunted you like a child
Till finally you let go
Now you are free
from all yesterdays
Your single last sigh
Settled your roots here,
In the dusk of life
to bloom evermore in my forest
Tomorrow and always
Let your twisted branches
be father to our kindred fruit
Bow you wisely to the winds
and nourish the saplings
in your sage sight and beyond