Jerome Malenfant Poet Rhyme

Haunted Graveyard

Last night I followed a narrow path down to a haunted wood.
Seeking to find my life and my love, I went to her grave and stood.

For on that night, four decades ago, she died, my wife and my bride;
With no forgiveness for my betrayal, she faded from life and she died.

Now all of my sins and all of my crimes weigh heavy on my blackened soul;
Eternal damnation without her absolution for taking the life that I stole.

So, at her grave, I wait and I hope through this one cursed night each year, 
But fear that hatred of me burns fiercely in her and her ghost will never appear.

And at dawn of this morning I had to return, for no spirit did I see.
And now I know that the only ghost inside this graveyard is me.

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