Bewitched

Never fear this time of year

Appear and be clear to draw near.

The mystic’s broomstick is optimistic,

Kitty Cat – Black cat.

Let’s fly high and sprinkle the sky

To enchant whom we meet, fascinate with mate,

Sleeping beauty’s awaken.

Per chance Romance,

True love – Self love

These spiritual gifts are not just a myth.

Don’t be shaken’ by the awakened

Beckon the beauty within.

Don’t be mistaken for they have awakened,

Do not weep when they sleep

Remember the souls.

On All Hallow’s Eve…

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This poem was inspired by Halloween and the TV programme Bewitched. © Anna De-Snyder 2013