Sweet Lily

What did she see, that sweet Lily?
See in the depths of the well
“Someone’s down there, calling to me!
Echoing like a death knell.”
There’s no one down there, sweet Lily
Nothing’s there deep in the dark.
Listen to papa, listen, please
His wisdom I beg you to hark
“Nothing can be, sweet Lily,
Alive in the depths of that pit.
If there were, just leave it be,”
Mother would scream in a fit
As time did pass, that sweet Lily
Found her freedoms restricted
Never to know, how could she?
Her parents already convicted
“Where are my brothers?” asked Lily
Hoping for someone to play
“An only child, no brothers have ye”
Barked father, red with dismay
Hunger grew, for sweet Lily
Her frame now feeble and frail
Solid food, how long has it been?
She wondered, deep from her jail
Prayers now answered, for sweet Lily,
She drank up the fresh summer’s air
“Is it all over, am I now free?”
As sunlight tickled her hair
Led slowly outside, sweet Lily
She knew something was amiss
Her parents waited, absent of glee
Met her with less than a hiss
“If only you’d been good, Lily
Behaved and given to cession
Instead you have ignored our pleas
Taken with so many questions”
Into the depths, gazed sweet Lily
Noticing something that bobbed
‘Neath water’s surface, she nearly screamed
Witnessing life that was robbed
Deep down she knew, poor sweet Lily
Knew there were secrets to tell
She’d join her curious family
Deep in the dark of that well.
Category:Poetry
Category:Tewahway
Category:Ghosts