Weeping For Willow

Willow, I weep for thee.
For the joy that you gave to me,
now just a memory.
And the way that you danced,
to a song I could not hear.

I weep for your voice,
No more than a giggle.
And the way that socks enticed you so,
to grab hold of one and not let go.

I weep for your face.
For the kisses you gave.
Such precious gifts,
I wish I could save.
~Jessi~

Dear friend, do not weep for me,
for I have been set free,
from the tribulations of the Earth.
And yet I understand their worth.

Tears from your eyes
fell to my soft body,
as we said our goodbyes.
And I felt your love for me.

Our friendship will always be.
For love knows no boundary.
Not even at this distance
will it cease in its existence.

Thank you for loving me
~Willow~

-Wolfcharmer © 2001

Dedicated to Willow; my fuzzy bear, my weasel, my toe-bitter.
Sadly he left this plane in Oct. of 2000. He is greatly missed.