Weeping Willow - English, (Weeping Willow)

Modified from the original "My Little Weeping Willow".

Some songs are written. This one was dreamed.

"Weeping Willow" arrived the way the best love songs do — unexpectedly, completely, and with no way to explain it except to write it down.

In it, someone beloved becomes a tree. A little weeping willow, standing against storm clouds and driven rain. And the only instinct is to run outside and shield her from all of it. To ask for nothing except to be allowed to stay.

This is love at its most unguarded. Not the love that makes grand promises. The love that simply shows up.

By the time the dream ends and the last tear hits the pillow, the willow is no longer weeping. Because love, when it's real, has a way of doing that.

Enchanting. Elegant. Resilient. And completely unforgettable.