A lonely willow bends by the lake so deep, Its branches secrets silently keep. A traveler rests in its gentle shade, Hearing tales of love that never fade. It whispers of a maid with eyes so bright, Who met her love by moon’s soft light. They pledged their hearts beneath this very tree, A vow for all eternity. But seasons changed and war drew near, He left behind his greatest fear. She waited there through sun and rain, Hoping to ease her silent pain. Now leaves still rustle with her sigh, As...
