And while the trees are sleeping
There she walks alone
Among the willows weeping
To the empty throne
Empty of the royal hearts
For all are sleeping now
She walks about the quiet parts
Dances, then gives a bow
To the angels watching, hark
Listen to the song
Of the woman who walks in the dark
Remembering the strong
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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