One Foggy Evening

ONE FOGGY EVENING POET: MIGDALIA TORRES One Foggy Evening of dry mist and snow I saw a strange lady walking in a Black Cape on her way to her Grave As she turned into the Icy Forest I could see she was not alone For a Kind Old Gentleman had to shield her from the Ice Pellet Storm That is when I turned to see a Graveyard smiling back at me Two Lost Souls in the Foggy Mist will now lay in a restful sleep Take care young lady and kind Old Sir For I am praying for both your lost souls It must have been a bitter life for you both which you lead until this Guardian Angel will lay you both to rest