Sway of the Willow Flower

My soul weeps as the willow sways in the wind!
Swaying of loneliness within.

Pillows, of long ago tears.
Flows into tomorrows, that are yet to become!

Where wishes and dreams reign...
Tomorrow, it seems so very far away.

My heart will lay, and sleep within.
Flowing tears from the whispering winds!

Until the promises of all the tomorrows.

The whispering wind will sway and follow!