The Willow Tree

Long branches overhanging
Swaying in the wind
That's how I feel these days
Hidden and timid
So pretty and beautiful
So secretive and shy
That's how I feel these days
Struggling and with a knot I can't untie
I want to be pretty
Though not swaying with the wind
That would just make me uncomfortable
And really quite unhinged
I wish I was a willow tree
Not a care in the world
Apart from during the thunderstorms
And with those pesky birds
I want to be beautiful
And slender, long and slim
But how can I
When I seem to be so dim

15 Years Later-
I look back up at the willow tree
And a happiness comes upon me
"Mum," I turn around
And see my little Rosie
So happy and joyful
Not a care in the world
I think of what I wished for
Just before my life took a turn
I started dieting
And stopped my normal eating
Just looking at food
Was an unwanted greeting
One day I was brought to hospital
When my parents caught me fainting
We then all decided
That my life needed repainting
Though I felt that my life wouldn't get better
Well that's what it seemed
Because one year later I met
The man of my dreams
We got married
And had a wonderful daughter
Rosie we called her
And now my life is full of laughter
Be careful what you wish for
And be smart, please do
But for now, my willow tree
I bid adieu