Weeping Willow Wish

Blue toes, willow blows weeping while I sleep Grey mist, shadow kiss warming the breath I keep Tears fall, blanketing all crystal quick crunching to ice Sad eyes, a million good byes in the arms of a friend's good advice Sleep now, remember how Slip into memory's hand Blue eyes, silently wise determined to take their last stand Raw bones, cold and alone calling the wind a friend Weeping tree, come to me It's a fitting, if not perfect end.