willow girl

under the tree

I watch you weep

and I wonder

why do you cry

under the tree

in this lovely place

that’s so serene

did someone hurt you

are you unloved

or is it silly

like loosing a glove

oh willow girl

I hope you know

that I am watching

you’re not alone

come take my hand

and let us run

away from the willow

and into the sun