"A Ghost of May" (poem)

A prompt from We Write Poems:  Bedtime Tales

~A Ghost of May ~

A long time ago

And far, far away

There lived a young princess,

As lovely as May.

She lived in a castle

Atop a large hill,

Her life was so peaceful,

So pleasantly still…

And yet she felt longing,

Grew thinner by day,

What was it she wanted?

She just couldn’t say.

She’d sit by her window,

And silently cry,

And watch as the clouds

And moments went by.

One day a young prince from

The Foreigners’ Land

Arrived at the castle

And asked for her hand.

The prince was so charming

And loved her so well,

Her sadness and worry

He vowed to dispel,

“Together from here

At dawn we shall ride,

Please tell me, my princess,

You will be my bride!”

She loved the prince dearly,

But said ‘no’ still -

She stayed in her castle

Atop a large hill.

She sat by her window,

And looked at the view,

Away brushed a tear,

And mouthed, “I love you…”

I’ve gone to that castle,

Myself I have seen

Her sit there longing

For what may have been.

Live for the Love of it,

The Happy Amateur

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