Walks-With-Sorrow

The sun sinks low within the sky as does his heart For from his own true love he knows that he must part Walks-With-Sorrow plays a song of lasting grace To shield him from the tears cascading down his face The silence of these woods brings him a sense of calm And with his song he finds himself a healing balm Way off in the distance there's a bride-to-be With watchful eye just waiting for her man to see The beauty and the ecstasy their union brings Unaware of his decision she still sings Songs of wonderment and glory she will carry For today she gives herself to him to marry But Walks-With-Sorrow knows that they can never wed They will not be together in their marriage bed Warring families forced them to keep their love hid Passion for each other tribe elders forbid So now he calls upon the skies to the Great Spirit In the distance his bride cries but he can't hear it Walks-With-Sorrow is a man so filled with pain He'll never leave these woods or ever love again By Deb Wilson for contest"Tell HIS Story" sponsored by Constance La France~A Rambling Poet~~