Here's one I wrote called The Willow In Winter

Am                Gm9
Silent stands the weeping willow
Dm       Am                Em                  
Now that summer's song has gone
Dm(at5)                     Cm(at3)
With the blackbirds who fly south for winter
   Am       Em      G7sus4 Em Am
To cheer new lovers with their songs.
Em       G7sus4 m7       Em    Am
And the fallen leaves now form a carpet
Em    G7sus4             Em7    Am9
Where autumn scents still linger on
Am(at5)                Gm9
Then the wind disperses like our memories;
Am       Em    G7sus4 Em Am
Precious hopes that now are flown.

You stand beneath the naked branches
Arms outstretched in the crystal air
And glance between the dangling fingers
That gently brush your golden hair,
Waiting for the days of pleasure
When love, like spring is perfect bliss
And beneath the clothes of summer's grandeur
The body craves a lover's kiss.

When days are short and nights are darkest
The moon her silver mantle spreads
Casting over trees and mortals
The freezing cloth that passion dreads.
Still stands the willow in the moonlight,
Still as death through snow and rain,
Waiting for the breath of springtime
When love, like life, is born again.


P Thompson 2006