Weeping Willow, weep no more
though heart is frayed by cruel snow;
God has come, He won’t ignore
the darkness of this world below.
King in earthly flesh, in straw
was laid on cold December eve;
One whose sacrifice would thaw
the winter’s frost; please, do not grieve.
Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Love a poem that starts out with weeping willows, Melody. Love the photo. Talking about weeping willows, if you haven’t heard this poet-musician from Tupelo, Paul Thorne, you really should. I was captivated when a friend took me to a concert here in town. His music is not just of one type, but all types together and yet none. Spiritual yet down to earth. He is a true poet. I think you would appreciate his work. 🙂
Thanks Eric – I’ll check it out!
Paul Thorn, not Thorne. Bedebedebede, that’s all folks! 😉
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Oh Mel, this just rocketed to the top of my Faves list, at least in the Christmas category!! 5-Star, and then some! (We have snow accumulation this a.m.) God bless you–love, Caddo
Yahoo! Thanks Caddo!
Lovely picture.
Thank you! It has been incredibly beautiful this week, foggy every night, and in the morning, there is hoarfrost on the hoarfrost!!
My favorite tree – always so pretty & your words always beautiful!
Thanks Rosy!
So so beautiful . ..photo and poem!!! These would make wonderful Christmas cards! Thank you and God bless!
My whole world is a 3-D living, breathing Christmas card these days – so stunning! Thanks Debbie!