Willow Tree

There was a girl named young Mary
Her heart was bold
And her mind was free
She went to gather poppies red
Oh far away from her fathers shed

"Oh how I wish to love!"
She said to her self
And the birds above
"Oh how I wish to know
If I'd follow my
Heart where would I go?"

Through the woods
And through the fields
She went, she went
With tired feet
She found some rest
By a willow tree
"Oh that is were
My heart will be"

She heard a whisper from behind
And on her shoulder
Hands so kind
"Oh my dear young Mary"
Said the young man all in green

"May I take you to my land?
Oh far away from all mankind
Poppies beauty you've ever seen
And all you longed
For in your dreams"

Now if you pass a willow tree
Will you think of young Mary?
Her heart was bold
Her mind was free
And since that day
She's never more seen