(Written by Windy in her husbands memory...)

So many tears, I've wept in woe.
So many years, so long ago.
With many near, I'm still alone.
My husband dear, now dust and bone.

Once within a forest kaer
a windling lass with purple hair
played a game of truth or dare
with a lad she found fair

Known to all as Brighteyes
he was gentle, brave, and wise
With his love he forged ties
that even now within her lie.

In the tunnels, underground,
Summerwind her true love found.
Heart to heart, they were bound
As the wedding carols sound.

So many tears, I've wept in woe.
So many years, so long ago.
With many near, I'm still alone.
My husband dear, now dust and bone.

Thinking the scourge at an end
Scouts, the Kaer decided to send
To view the lands the horrors did rend
And establish a woodland home to tend.

The weaponsmith and his wife
Packed up sword, drum, and fife
In a land with danger rife
They went out to build a life.

Leaving the Kaer's protective dome,
Across the land they went roam.
By a stream where rapids foam,
There they built their first tree home.

So many tears, I've wept in woe.
So many years, so long ago.
With many near, I'm still alone.
My husband dear, now dust and bone.

Soon their love a baby wrought,
A little boy who lacked for naught.
Then the Passions to them brought,
Two girls with hair like sunset caught.

Time passed in a dreamy haze,
With love warm as morning rays.
She adored his gentle ways,
And did not heed the passing days.

Quickly past their lives did run.
Soon their boy, a woman won,
and they soon had a handsome son,
as Brighteyes and Summerwind had done.

So many tears, I've wept in woe.
So many years, so long ago.
With many near, I'm still alone.
My husband dear, now dust and bone.

Another grandchild on the way,
Many golden years before them lay,
Until one stormy fateful day,
Brighteyes had his final say.

Up above the autumn trees,
A storm was carried in the breeze.
Brighteyes flew up among the leaves,
To watch the storm as it seethes.

But this storm would be his last.
Lightning with a fearsome blast,
From the sky Brighteyes cast,
In a death painless and fast.

So many tears, I've wept in woe.
So many years, so long ago.
With many near, I'm still alone.
My husband dear, now dust and bone.

Having watched her Brighteyes die
Summerwind could only cry,
Torn in grief, wondering why,
Then, in time, her tears did dry.

One daughter, a child was soon to bear,
The other still young, needed her care,
Risk and adventure she no longer dared
Because her family needed her there.

Then came her first great grandson,
and she realized her job was done.
To sing her songs and have come fun,
To travel alone, the time had come.

So many tears, I've wept in woe.
So many years, so long ago.
With many near, I'm still alone.
My husband dear, now dust and bone.

Now I journey across the land
With Berrybriar on a golden band
Beauty born of his hand
In days long gone, like wind blown sand

So many tears, I've wept in woe.
So many years, so long ago.
With many near, I'm still alone.
My husband dear, now dust and bone.