Thy willow tree,
leaves of blue and green,
Standing tall
As a sapling in the fall

The Woodsman
The kind-man
waves his hand
Back,forth,
wood carved
something new
But he doesn't realise what
The price he must pay
for he has left
a weeping willow tree
with a arm
missing
But if you look
today
you might see his grave
he died a old man
but gave back his arm
to give new soil to the land
and now the willow tree
standing tall
soars over them all.