Ghosts - The Lady On The Veranda Poem by Paul Warren
Ghosts - The Lady On The Veranda
There was an old house in Port Adelaide
With a return veranda as it was made
On the northern end of the veranda sight
There was an old swing for a warm night
It was said in the evening seated on the seat
A lady in a summer dress sat looking neat
But you see the story I heard from the town
Was she had died when the Spanish flu was around
© Paul Warren Poetry
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4/24/2024 3:12:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I wonder if she still haunts the place. Good ink