Once upon  a time;
There was but a girl of sorrow that did not know love
she kept trying to wipe away moisture from her eyes
as she looked for guidance from above:

A feeling of unkept told
her heart knew she had to be strong
but the bricks were building up
more walls to climb she knew not what ...

The muscles of life harden hard
no light or darkness would be charred
the comfort of hers would not be won
as she searched for the truth be done ...

As the next sun, come with one arms
the dark tower he shall climb to no harm
his heart be pure, his words  carried no vernon to come
his eyes shall never look towards another, will always one will become ...

For the man she dreams about, walk through the narrow door
handsome and strong, loving belong, like never before
on the gathering water she will find the gift that she longed
love for her in the light of the dawn ...

She finally wiped away the moisture from her eyes:

Debbie Brooks 2014