Poem 216 - The Ghost lady?

Lazing on the hills, a lonely, old shepherd

Looks in the sky sees a flying bird

Watches where it goes - right down a hill

On that hill, he sees a woman sitting very still

He wonders who it is, usually  no one goes to the hillside 

To the hill, where she's sitting he does stride

But as he reaches the hill, no one is there

And for a moment he does get a scare

Then he sees the woman, standing under a tree

He walks near it, but again no one he can see

So in a confused state he did leave

He told the people in the town, of the woman, but that they didn't believe

But for the shepherd the mystery of the woman was always weird

For he was sure she had been there, but then she had disappeared

~Gaurang Rao  

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