A ghostly apparition on shoreline I spied,

Pacing to and fro through deep hours of night.

I thought from my window I captured her cry

From what must have been a terrible fright.

Dressed all in white from an era long gone

Stream of tears from my eyes I did shed.

Distress in her step and the pipers last song

This lover to her death must’ve led.

Legend exists of a star-crossed romance

Ending in the most tragic of ways.

They claim it occurred by strange circumstance

Young lovers they drowned in the bay.

When the shock finally passed nothing, but sorrow did I feel

There was nothing I could offer for her wounds I could not heal.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~