The Woman In Red ~ (A Ghost Tale)
shadows of sorrow
and discomfort
lay upon me
in this dismal place
dreadful and dark
spirits move
dancing in delight
at his drunken roars of laughter
waiting silently
timid and afraid
I know not where
days pass... year by year
another sun is near setting
as it falls silkily upon my soul
the precious silvery tingle
of love shared laughter
I feel you sicken
as I reach out to you
but i can not let go
I am bound now to protect you
having peered into depths
of purity and innocence
a deep well of true and abiding love
happily I leave this place.
Copyright © Patricia Sawyer | Year Posted 2009
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