A Yorkshire Poet Poet Dramatic Verse

Eight Feet Under

I ran through the woods
Convinced it was her I saw

I ran through the stream
She beckoned me on more and more

In the fields past all the lights
She disappeared from sight once more!

I knew she was trying to find a way to show me what she saw
Each time she disappeared I knew that I was closer than before 

Eight times now I've seen a face so young, she haunts my dreams and waking thoughts
Eight times now it's been I've given chase to be brought to his spot

In the field under pale moonlight
I dug at where last I saw

I dug to six feet, no remains, no grave, nothing there - I thought....no more!
I climbed out of the hole and something, somehow asked me for more!

I dug two more feet out and couldn't believe what I saw!
Eight times she brought me here, eight feet under - the murderers store!

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