Lady At The Lake
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I walked by the lake in the morning light
Caught movement in the corner of my eye
Stood a beautiful woman dressed in white
Silence was broken with a mournful cry.
I rushed to the spot where she I had seen
Finding not a trace at where she had stood
Still was the water, ‘twas a blackish green
Had she fell in or walked into the wood.
A stone nearby with inscription it read
June the twelfth in eighteen thirty seven
Lady Ava drowned here, sadly found dead
We pray her souls now resting in heaven.
Had I seen a ghost? That I’ll never know
Walks down by the lake, I no longer go.
Written on the 18th September 2018.
Copyright © Tom Cunningham | Year Posted 2018