The Willows

Written by: Mark Norton

The Willows

               To where the wisps and the willows blow,
               From where the sun always shines;
               To where the morning light is pure
               And its warmth is true and fair; 
               To where the beauty of a youngsters smile
               Is fine and born to they,
               And the sound and worth of a simple word
               Is heard where the willows sway

              To where the wisper of a summer wind
               Is warm to soothe the soul,
               And the quiet patter of a softer rain
               Past by so long ago;
               Where here the motion of time and place
               Is as calm as that summer wind,
               And a child's smile makes sweet the dawn
               Here where the willows sway

                                            by m.n.
marklnorton@shaw.ca