Hidden well within a weeping willow tree I see you wave
Betrayed by the winds of your own heart my view is quite clear
There are three ways to ultimate success: The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind. – Mr. Fred Rogers
Hidden well within a weeping willow tree I see you wave
Betrayed by the winds of your own heart my view is quite clear
Blood is not always what binds or makes a family, it is love and compassion that fills the branches and leaves of your tree
When you think a love can not get any stronger……your grandson will sing you a lullaby.
Hands from your abyss sharpened its blade
Cut its last thread clinging to the edge
The heart knew it was no longer needed so it stopped beating to free the soul from its suffering. The hearts greatest act of love…….
Catching the tears that fall from a storm
When her basin is full and begins to overflow
From sadness a garden of flowers she makes grow
Every new path we explore leads to a new adventure
The great wind from wings that she grew, caught in my heart as our fingers withdrew.
It is like hot lava’s pouring through your veins and the clothes you’re wearing are the anti-Christ
I was born on the water, live my life on the water and will die on the water.