A green light beckons in a forest of silence
And a voice, calm enough to soothe the violence
A gentle being, more kind than the kindest
And a brutal queen, with a head-strong mindset
Her name is like the wood of a humbled, wise tree
Her eyes are like heaven's light, that sets sinners free
Her nose is pointed, like a dagger to the heart
And without such benevolence, I would be apart
To Willow, sweet Willow, unbeknownst to her humble self
Her very existence is priceless beyond long accumulated wealth
Some random poem that came after watching owl house
To Willow Park
