Willow

Willow left her homeland, the one that love banned

the place where she was born and grew

the hillside, the preacher's bride

longed for more than she ever knew.

When she arrived there, in the sun's glare

stood a woman, exotic and fine

her eyes a brown glass, and Willow did ask

Someday will your heart be mine?

And just in sight, the glowing moonlight

shown proud, radiant and beaming

the stars danced, as if they were entranced 

and Willow woke from her dreaming.

When the dawn broke, and the birds spoke

She saw the sun rise off the land

Willow watched her sleep, nice and deep

and brushed her brown skin with her hand.

Unbelieving, still conceiving,

Willow looked up to Heaven to say

How can love be this bare reality

Please never take it away.

Time went fast, and love outlast

as they endured hard ships time and again

death of loved ones, wrath of cruel ones

who declared their love was a sin.

In between the pain, the hard days refrained

and laughter was mingled with romance

they watched people walk by, laughed till they cried

and never gave the future a glance. 

They took in a play on a sunny day

and heard about the circle of life

the message astounding, the reaction resounding

it was a great day to be wife and wife.

Then it all went wrong, just like a bad song

and nightmares shattered all their dreams

they couldn't repair, on a wing and a prayer

all the damage that tore at their seams.

Stunned and outraged, in a confused daze

Willow looked up to Heaven in tears

how can love be unjust, I pray and I trust

but now I drown in all my fears.

In a place far away, where the willows still sway

you will find a girl with dreams and with fire

of love of a kind, like your love and mine

someday to be engulfed in desire.