When I was young
I sat beneath
A Willow Tree,
Who with the wind
Carried this message
To me:
She said, "Little child,
Filled with light
And with love,
Many fears in your life,
You'll have to overcome."
With big hazel eyes,
I looked up and asked,
"Which rode do I take?
The short or the fast?"
She smiled at me then,
And with only a laugh
Said, "Your heart will know
Which path to take
For on it you see-
You will grow."
In the warm breeze
My blonde hair blew.
Confused and scared,
I started to flee
on a long road
For which I wasn't prepared.
Before I could leave
The old Willow Tree
Said, "Wait! Just one more advice:
Never let go of your dreams!
Even through pain, fear, and strife."
So here now I stand,
With all that I am;
Believing and dreaming in life.
Courageous and strong
I still carry on through
Pain, fears, and strife!
©KSS 7/2013