Written and produced by Ronald Allen Bell and G-Dawg Trading~

From the poetry of Ronald Bell~

From the poetry of Ronald Bell~

Sarah kneels before his grave and tears fall from her eyes Her lover sleeps six feet below, they wed before he died No one came with offerings, nor did they tongue farewell just ranch hands in a rich man's land, alone she's left to dwell Sarah tires from grief as she lays upon his plot She falls asleep and dreams as the rain begins to drop through the fresh laid soil, the rain with ease begins to seep poor little Sarah, to her husband she will sink

the sun it wakes her paralyzed she's buried all but nose and eyes the burning heat now dries the mud no lips to plead, no one will come two days pass and still she lives upon the grounds it pours again the rain is strong and runs throughout And carries seeds from soils to mouth amidst the flooding she is drowned soon seeds take root, from mouth they sprout the passing days see sprout to tree At five years passed yields blues and greens

the branches hold long drooping leaves of blue as were her eyes in summer lush from pain they rush and spill as sun reminds in winter rain when tired from pain she rests, her blues she hides with lover beneath for twenty-four weeks in peace they shall reside in Spring still half asleep her memory slowly comes to life in summer sun she's overcome and the Weeping Willow cries