• Weeping Willow
    A lonely flower growing in the shade of a willow tree,
    It streaches toward the sun longing to be free.

    The willow weeps like a broken heart,
    Wind and time begin to tear the flower apart.

    A seemingly normal gloomy day, a strange wind in the air,
    A soul as hurt and torn looks at the flower with a quiet stare.

    A gently voice sooths the willow,
    It speaks gently, "I share your pain, I understand, I know"

    Slowly gently hands mend , tend, and care for the little flower,
    It gaurds it when the wind turns sour.

    There fate is sealed,
    Slowly both souls healed.

    The weeping leesens, the flower grows,
    The love is freed & constently flows.

    Both souls living in harmony,
    Though as different as onyx and Ivory.

    A love that will last through much,
    both hold for the other a healing touch.

    Soothing each others pains & fears,
    With a love that will last through the years.

    Feelings strong and so pure,
    A love quite beautiful and true.

    Together they are whole a true partnership,
    These two have a loving relationship.