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In black

He will come

But the difference is

You can not run

Escape is impossible

Dead you will be

Come lay with me now

‘neath the willow tree

Weeping willow with your tears running down

Why do you always weep and frown

Is it because he left you one day

Is it because he could not stay

On your branches he would swing

Do you love the happiness he would bring

He found shelter in your shade

We thought his laughter would never fade

Weeping willow stop your tears

There is something to calm your fears

You think death as you do forever part

I know he will always be in your heart