out side my window is a willow tree windy days, if I set quiet, it whispers to me some days it talks of life, and last chances some days it talks of love, and romances another day it whispers of just, this and that there are days by myself its nice for a chat on days I am feeling bad, it whispers sad and it tells me that things will be alright it whispers in the day, it whispers in the night I listen often in bed as my head lays on the pillow happy that I have, a whispering willow*...JMF