Toni Atchison - Dancing Witch

There's a witch that lives inside of me.
She dances in a moonlit forest glen,
decked out in custom sky-clad robes,
to the wailing of a wild fairy band.
Oh, I pity her at times.
She's set free to dance
only in the landscapes of my dreams.
But I envy her always-
she has the confidence to dance.

9/23/07

Toni Atchison

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