Ghosts - The Moonlight Mother Poem by Paul Warren

I couldn't sleep that full moon night
So I went for a walk in the moonlight
The 90 mile beach was deserted at that hour
With the moon providing a good light power

I could hear the wailing of a woman quite clear
When from the distance I saw a woman stumbling near
She was soaking wet in a long dress to the ground
And I could hear her yell 'where's my baby, ' in a pitiful sound

I ran up to her and as I approached she looked at me and disappeared
This made me stop in my tracks with a shock that showed my fear
I went back to my hotel and got a drink from the self serve bar
As I sat down and picked up a local history book with ship wrecks as the star

Flicking through the pages I found a familiar looking picture of a woman
She was holding a baby but her story wasn't one that was at all grand
As a passenger on the steamer, 'Maid of the Seas' that ran aground
This was on a dark stormy night a hundred years ago with a splintering sound

And the mother was washed up on the beach dead with a baby in her arms tight
The baby lived and was taken from the woman that terrible day after her fight
I was taken aback about the story of the tragedy of the shipwreck that day
When the woman had been seen since looking for the baby on the beach in that way.

© Paul Warren Poetry