Becoming of the Banshee

There was a beautiful girl
Who had the whole world at her feet
But then she did meet
The man of her dreams
He was as kind and gentle as he seemed

Very soon they were married
The couple beamed
They were so happy
She called his family her own
That's how close they had grown
Man and wife bought a house
They soon called home

But fate, as it is known
Has ways of rearing its ugly head
And it seems that these two
Were due their share
Of bad luck

The husband was struck down
With a terrible illness
And soon he was dead
As she sat by his bed
The girl was filled with dread
Her husband was gone but
There was so much left unsaid

As the girl wept
Something inside her crept
And suddenly she let out an inhumane howl
A noise that most people would call fowl

The nurse who looked after her husband scowled in disapproval
And sent for immediate removal
The girl soon died of a broken heart
But that wasn't the end
It was just the start

She loved his family with all her heart
So after she died
She would cry and wail
Without fail
For any member who passed away
And she is still with that family to this very day
For she was the very first banshee
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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