Only The Horse Poem by Paula M. Puddephatt

There was an eclipse,
and a violent storm, on the afternoon
that Lucy Lightfoot disappeared.
Only Lucy's horse ever saw
the white light,
as lightning struck the steeple
of the little church.
He was tethered
to the rusty gate -
and, of course, the poor animal was afraid.
Lucy was inside the church -
by her lover's side.
Her lover - from a former life.
She had visited his tomb
each day since she was twelve,
presenting flowers, whispering secrets
and words of passion,
to his wooden effigy.
She must have realised
that the time was right,
that she and her valiant soldier
would finally reunite.
But only the horse ever saw
the white light -
and no trace of Lucy Lightfoot
was found, beyond that afternoon.