My Dear,

I Saw the Willow Tree Outside Your Window as You Slept and Quietly Wept, and it Spoke to Me Thus:

“The Best Is Yet To Come,
“Child of Blood and Sin.
“But only when you learn to Seize the Day;
“To Clutch it like it’s Our Last Day;
“To see ‘Forever’ in its Amber Rays.
“Yes, then and only then,
“And for as long as She’ll Stay,
“Will the Day Last Forever,
“And She’ll Forever Light Your Days.”