Windows To Willie's Soul
Dedicated to Willie Nelson
His eyes reflect the wisdom of eighty-one years
The gentleness of his words can bring me to tears
Though he tries to conceal it, his eyes reveal pain
Red lines emerge from “Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain”
Emotive eyes from a thin man with braided hair
Not handsome, but his eyes made love to ladies fair
Just to leave “Angels Flying Too Close to the Ground”
He shed tears, kissed them, and left with a heart unbound
“Always on My Mind” are the windows to his soul
Just like his eyes, Willie’s music seeks to console
Tenderness still shines in the “Midnight Rider’s” gaze
“Living in the Promised Land,” this is where he stays
Weathered eyes speak of lean years without compromise
His music will live on, long after Willie dies
*Written September 3, 2014 for Mystic Rose’s contest
(Words in quotations are songs written by Willie Nelson.)
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