Weeping Willow

© 2017, Rebecca Loebe. All rights reserved.

When he messed you up with the back of his hand
You were only a kid, he was barely a man
His tongue was a sword and he knew how to wield it
But you held your ground and tiptoed around unshielded

Come lay your head right next to mine
I won’t pretend I know what it’s like
I’ll give you space and half of my pillow
I’ll calm you down, I’ll stick around
Weeping willow.

I see you shake like a dog that’s been kicked
Whenever his name crosses your lips
Most of the days it’s like nothing happened
but sometimes at night I see you fight
With the scars of a champion.

Come lay your head right next to mine
I won’t pretend I know what it’s like
I’ll give you space and half of my pillow
I’ll bend and sway when it all blows your way
Weeping willow.

I know it’s hard but I’ll hold you harder
I will stand guard against sins of the father
I’ll give you space and half of my pillow
I’ll hold your hand when you can’t hold the dam
I’ll hold you still when no one else will
Oh, plant yourself down, let’s hallow this ground
Weeping willow