Frozen Love

Rapunzel hides up in her tower
The witch has gone away.
Yet fear keeps her in her bower
Until she’s old and grey.

She knows of thorns, and wicked taunts
Does she dare to leave her nest?
Though oft the window’s view she haunts
Better disconsolate rest.

Pretty words and cruel lies
So often she has known
None can hear her when she cries.
It’s safer there alone.

A sweet insistent newer voice
Now fills her ears, its power.
Forcing her to make a choice.
Dilemma fills her every hour.

Does she dare to listen,
To the singer there below?
On her cheek tears glisten
she simply doesn’t know.

Has she courage for the dare.
To let another in?
Can she loose her grip upon the sill,
To let down her hair again?