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