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by: Sir Wolfr1 On a bright and warm spring day To hold a BBQ and say "How do you do?" For the new members who had chosen the leather way I too was a new member in those long ago days While as a Dom I was learning to understand and appreciate my role I knew that I was not yet ready to take a sub The responsibilities there of to own, discipline or control I saw her sitting apart from the crowd With collar in hand and tears in her eyes She sat beneath the branch of an old willow tree I could sense her pain and with her did sympathize I approached her quietly, a soft drink in my hand And asked if perhaps I might sit down She looked up at me and said that I could Moved over to make room for me there on the ground "May I ask your troubles?" I asked as I gave her the drink "What grief makes these tears fall to your breast?" I did not know if I could ease her pain Only that I was determined to give it my best "My Master is gone" she said with a sigh With a sob the tears once again fell I did not know where to start to comfort or ease her pain For clearly she was enduring her own private form of hell "We would come here in our happy days" she said "Eat our lunch beneath this old willow tree Where I knew that I was cared for, protected and loved In a way that only a submissive can be And if I was a little bratty or full of myself Stepping out of line as a submissive will sometimes do Then Master would go to this willow and get him a switch And with that switch he knew exactly what to do But those days are gone and Master is too And with him he took a peice of my heart My days now are empty, the nights without end And I cannot bear that we two must be apart" "Does your Master still love you?" I asked with a smile With tear filled eyes she nodded that he did "And you love him without question" I said "For such a love is not easily hid Then if each of you love as you say that you do What earthly power can hope to keep you apart? For to be loved like that is the dream of each true Dom A love that is pure and untainted.... from the heart Such a love as that which is pure and untouched It cannot help but find a way You will once again be with your Master" I said with a smile Hoping against hope that I had not said more than I should say "For so young a Master you are wise" she said As she smiled and blinked away the tears "You have calmed my soul Sir and eased my pain You have taken away my fears" Just then the call went out that the food was done And together we went to fill our plates I did not know what nerve it was that my words had struck But I took it as a good sign tht her tears now did abate Two weeks later I was transferred at my job And a new city did I now call home A new life and apartment and job with better pay But often to that old club my thoughts did roam Some months later I had some vacation time And to my old club did a visit I did pay With new friends to meet and old ones to greet Without question I put in a full day At last I asked the senior Dom About the submissive with whom I had spoke "Did she and her Master ever get back together?" I asked And he looked at me as if I had just uttered a foul joke "Come with me" he said quickly as we walked to his car And with barely a word we drove out to the coast "You did not know her Master was a friend of mine The health of neither of them was something of which they could boast" His car stopped on a hill side and he did bid me to follow And I did behold this thing he would have me to see I looked to where he pointed and a tear filled my eye As without a word we both bent a knee "They are indeed together" he said with mist filled eyes "And now together they will forever be" I bowed my head in respect before the two graves with one stone Beneath the shade of a mighty willow tree 
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