I walk though the woods
the trees coved in mist
as i walk the voice of a girl rings clear
I wonder could it be her
Rena the ghost girl oh so dear
he head wonders
her body walks
closing in on her thoughts
that keep her at bay
till night when she comes and plays





sorry its really bad im stuck on iders here looking and picks of wolfs got the woods and the rest I don't know were that comes from.

Great effort :)

Great poem. This is the first time I'm in a literture forum.

That's really good