She walks along the hills and vales
In the early morning light.
A mournful song she sings each dawn
With reverberating might.
She’s calling out to her long, lost love,
Painful echoes fill the sky.
A haunting melancholy strain which
Makes you want to cry.
She dances, twirling with the wind
Wild flowers frame her hair.
Now knotted, gnarled and unkempt
But she doesn’t care.
The day he died she lost herself
And lost her wedded bliss.
Her mind is now vanished, gone…..
Into the deep abyss.
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