"The meeting"

(https://steemit.com/fiction/@originalworks/originalworks-fictional-writing-contest-1-the-invisible-meeting)
The wind blew forcefully that day... " she started to say
but his translucent hat fell near where she sat !
so, she rose up so quickly and hustled away.
" he can't know that I'm here "
she thought quickly with fear
Feeling her skin prickle, her new form in stickle
she glided alone from an ethereal stave.
But whist resting from the moments stridor
He was again right beside her
reaching for her hand from the grave.
" you see my dear, he spoke to her ear"
" I loved you in life, so I followed you here"
She slowly turned round and looked up and down
Wondering could this truly be real?
Then in a second minute glance she recognized that stance
His bold and strong essence he gave,
And knowing his voice, she reached into the light
And felt for his hand to her right
The familiar sense grew, and then her heart knew
It was the love of her life again beside her.