Ghosts - The Lonely Road Poem by Paul Warren

It wasn't a such a cold or a dark eerie night
But the journey was on a schedule so tight
As it was the end of their summer holiday
And back to work it was for both next day

It was a stretch of road next to the sea
When they saw her near the road in a run to flee
So they stopped the car and asked the girl
Why she was running away in such a twirl

She said nothing and started to cry
And sat in the rear seat of their car behind them by
She wouldn't say a thing and so they decided
To take her to the police for her story to be provided

They drove on through the night
Passing the time quietly in a calm so right
They came to the town and drove to the police station
And found the girl had vanished in their exclamation

So they related their story to a local inn-keep
Who nodded and told a tale of grief so complete
A young girl from the town was returning home
Who disappeared and now forever is seen to roam

© Paul Warren Poetry