Ghostly Flower

Amidst the murky swamp, where danger lurks

There blooms a flower, a ghostly perk

A rare treasure, so beautiful and rare

A Ghost orchid, with an ethereal flair

Its petals, a ghostly white

Glowing in the darkness of the night

Majestic and otherworldly, it sways in the breeze

Entrancing all those who dare to appease

It's said to be haunted, by a spirit so old

Once a human, now a flower to behold

A tragic story, a love gone awry

But in its beauty, her spirit will never die

She dances among the trees, in a ghostly ballet

Her presence felt, in a haunting way

Her love for the orchid, forever bound

Her essence lingers, with every petal found

But as the moon rises high in the sky

A plot twist, catches every eye

For the Ghost orchid, is not just a flower

It's a guardian, of a mystical power

As spirits of the swamp, try to cause harm

The Ghost orchid, raises its magical arm

With a burst of light, and a whispering spell

It banishes the darkness, and all is well

So let us not fear, this ghostly sight

For the Ghost orchid, is a protector of the night

A symbol of love, and a symbol of might

A flower so divine, in its ghostly light.