The Weeping Willow


With grieving eyes as deep as sea,
The lonely Wolf forever be
Searching guidance high and low
In hope of his Weeping Willow.

Steady fast, her song shall sing
To calm the storm in which she brings.
Nevermore shall her heart know fear
Of the one she loved so dear.

The wrongs of the lovers’ past
Everlasting pain so vast.
The price became the Wolf’s foe.
A broken heart of the Weeping Willow.

Under a moon of crescent light
Lies the Wolf willing to fight
In the night he’ll face his foe
To win back his Weeping Willow.

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