At 1:00 AM you might see her
walking by the railroad tracks
on main street, maybe in
the city you live in
the little old ghost lady
who is always dressed in
black and glows in the dark
if she sees you looking at her
or hears you speaking to her
she vanishes into the ether
the locals say every night she
roams the tracks looking for
her husband who died on the
tracks while drunk in 1973.
Bob Boyd