In her old white dress
she did commit
the act that would have her out of God's favor.
To the window she walked
opening the latch
climbed the sill without a moments hesitation
soaring to her death, to meet destiny
the rusted fence she saw only now
and was for a moment unsure
until she felt the metal pierce
and knew this time it worked.
Haunting she did do now.
Those who saw her dead.
leaving the window open
climbing trees and waking up boys.
Reserved now to peer at fate of sisters.