I played the song, Little Willow, to Mom in the early morning hours on the day she passed away. I used to sing it to her when she got restless and combative at the worst times of her dementia. I've played the CD at home so many times, I'm sure my family knows all of the words by heart. I've even planted a little willow tree in our back yard in Mom's honor. It's a fragile little thing, but it bends in the harsh winds. I can't help but worry about it. I wish it would grow strong and tall. It is one of the things that connects me to Mom, so I don't want to lose it. Sometimes I see myself as a little willow tree.
Today Mindy found a video that tells the story about why Paul McCartney wrote Little Willow. Anyway, push play, and listen to Little Willow.
(push pause on the music list on the side of the page)
Little Willow
by Paul McCartney
Bend, little willow
Wind's gonna blow you
Hard and cold tonight
Life, as it happens
Nobody warns you
Willow, hold on tight
Nothing's gonna shake your love
Take your love away
No one's out to break your heart
It only seems that way... hey
Sleep, little willow
Peace gonna follow
Time will heal your wounds
Grow to the heavens
Now and forever
Always came too soon
Little willow
Nothing's gonna shake your love
Take your love away
No one's out to break your heart
It only seems that way... hey
Bend, little willow
Wind's gonna blow you
Hard and cold tonight
Life, as it happens
Nobody warns you
Willow, hold on tight
Ah, little willow
