Long ago a child wandering in the mist, <br />Lost and alone, she had came upon a castle <br />It looked to be a safe place to go <br />Sounds of laughter seemed to come from there <br />Was this were she would find some friends. <br />She was never seen again. <br /> <br />Was this now the lady seen silhouetted <br />Wandering high in the turrets <br />Had the child grown up alone and unloved <br />Was her destiny to wanderer this world alone. <br />Surely there had to be someone <br />Someone to rescue her <br /> <br />The lady in the mist was just a tale. <br />Surely the story could not be real <br />Maybe someone would feel the pull <br />And find out if the tale was real <br />But who but a brave and gallant knight would try. <br /> <br />Surely in these days of rush such a person no longer existed <br />One daring enough to enter the castle of the dread <br />And discover the secret in there <br />Hush words float from within the mist.... <br /> <br />'Will no one came play with me? '<br /><br />Alison Smith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lady-in-the-mist-ii/
