* Ii*- To Love Poem by Leslie Guylee Cron

Creepy crawlers, within a witches light, it's a cold night dawning.
Herbal remedies a yawning in a new day dawning, within a witches light.
They will fly to the moon under the starry nights!
Pondering their will upon the darken night.
Oh! My dear, how many of you died above the fire light?
Many a prosecuted chase down by hounds.
Many stood strong knowing in the end that future generations just might mend.
Under the remedies of the witches light.
A new step dawning!

Mischievous