The Lady Of The Lake Poem by Natasha Foster

'Twas at the lake where she was born,
'Twas at the lake where they did meet.
'Twas at the lake where she did mourn,
'Twas at the lake her heart did beat.

'Twas her heart that he did take,
'Twas her soul that set on fire.
'Twas he who she proved a liar,
The Lady of the lake.

'Twas a dark day when she found out,
'Twas an awful thing he did.
'Twas the woman in the castle who wandered about,
'Twas an awful thing they hid.

'Twas her heart that he did break,
'Twas her fiery soul that he did freeze.
'Twas her soul that was carried to
Heaven by the breeze,
The Lady of the lake.