The lonely ghost of a girl

By Solaire Richards-Wolfe

Under the light of the moon, Where the forest dances, In the deep of the woods where the wildlife prances, A lonely ghost of a girl lies where a shadow was cast, She lies and wonders , Was it a good life that has past? She was a poor girl, who was brutally murdered, She died almost instantly, so her story will not be furthered. She climbes in the trees , And watches ppl walking below. She hides in the leaves and cries where no one could know, Know that a long forgotten spirit is waiting for a reason, Why she is still here, Watching every season.