The Willow Sings

The willow sings as the night moths dance--

A soothing song on its rhythmic strings.

While flickering moonlit shadows prance

The willow sings.

The night wind, whispering gently, brings

The song of the willow--an old romance.

To my tethered heart each memory clings.

I thrill to an old caress, a glance;

My love returns on a night bird's wings.

While firefly-torches, glowing, enhance,

The willow sings!