Ghostly Remains
/Halfway up a winding hill
Monastery ruins decay
Surrounded by majestic oaks
Leaves whisper, branches sway
Muted sound of childish glee
Lingers in the cold damp air
Shadowy small forms move
Hide and seek without a care
Haunting, poignant sadness
Pervades over all
Soft, as tender kisses,
Hazy rain begins to fall
By Margaret Karim
From: United Kingdom