THIS IS PART OF LINDAGHILL’S JUST JOT IT JANUARY . Today 29th January the prompt is Ghost and is supplied by ghostmmnc
Ghost
Dark the night as the lonely soul takes flight
Cold the wind that moans.Huddled together in fright
Caught by the night children out alone on the moor
She watches their progress as she has done before.
Large is the moon with it’s silver grey light
As it runs from the sun and her gold rays so bright.
So bound up and lost is she in a hell all her own
Yet still she needs to guide those innocent children home.
Wandering ghost so sad what did you do that was so bad
Maybe nothing but regret for the children you never had.
Did you go to your grave you wishes undone and unfulfilled
That now you spend your time watching over innocents and doing no ill.
willowdot21 
