The Wails Of The Banshee

  As the Sun rises to kiss the day
The fog is thick and lingering
Fall has set in and the air is crisp
The leafs are colorful but withering

In the distance we can hear the wails
Of the Banshee and fear for the worst
This town has a dark history and
Some say that it’s cursed

Tonight the Moon will be full
With a hazy halo ring
As it will rise above a darkening Sea
As a breeze sends a chill I pray for spring

For the fall is just the presser to winter
And winters here can be harsh
And with the night comes the danger
Of a strange creature lurking in the marsh

It comes in the fall and leaves in the
Spring and each year lives are lost
Some have described the creature
As a sinister looking Jack Frost

The town’s people all live in fear
And never go outside at night
As the creature seems to grave humans
To satisfy his monstrous appetite

Especially on a night of a full Moon with
A hazy halo ring above a darkening sea
There’s certain to be impending death
Upon hearing the wails of the Banshee

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/22/2020
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