The Haunting

From the shadowy mists a girl appears
A sorrowful vision of heavenly tears
Stepping lightly a graceful vision she floats
Over the murky waters of the encasing moat

Her haunting cries ride on the breeze
Heartrending sensations, emotions tease
Beautiful Lady from the dimly lit shores
Please leave that sadness in the murky moors

Emerald eyes shine damp as the misty Lady spoke
Her weeping echoes to my soul she awoke
Helpless to stop her she turned to leave
And silently in the mist I was left and grieved.