Weeping Willow

Oh willow tree

you'll not fool me

your happier than most

I watch you sway with such delight
                                  
you mere can keep from boast, I see no weeping

no woes worth keeping

and yet in form you droop

know this dear tree

you'll not fool me

as I rest upon your stoop

I'll collect my nuts

I'll carve my cuts

Into your nimble limbs  

then you shall see
 
Why willows weep

as me and mine shall keep

a home sweet home 

forever loaned

Inside of you so deep