The Willow
Your love was as timeless and beautiful as the old willow
Where the cherry blossoms fell beneath the wind
Your love was melancholy and graceful
Knowing my inner pain offered in return
Your love grew with time
In the midst of our ages, you knew nothing else
Unguarded
You loved me til the day I left
I was too young to know my love for you
Too young to know that my sorrow would pass
You, my friend
Taught me that life is not about knowing
But about being open
Letting it fall gracefully upon you
Like that of the rose you picked for me
As we laid in the garden
So still, So breathless
I'm so sorry for leaving
I hope you always know, I did love you. Always.
Copyright © Abby Rose | Year Posted 2011
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