Blue Willow Tree
She stood beneath the spreading tree
and looked out far, across the sea
with wide eyes wonder , to the sky,
and softly wished to ask him why
her love that had to go so far,
across the waters, to a War
but just returned , was dancing rain,
that seemed to cry and say his name
and look, a Willow tree that sheltered her,
was like a sigh, against the sky
had branches like a comfort cloak,
but tempest shadows , returned like smoke
she wont forget their walks of green,
bare foot on days, in summers , seen
a sky of blue, like butterflies,
on Willow Tree, it rested high
Forget me knots and cornflowers blue,
a scene of wheatfields , its harvests new
he made a garland & held her hand
and gently left, for foreign lands
so she looked again across the sea
beneath the blue,
Blue Willow Tree.
Copyright ©
Jacqueline Elston
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