There's a witch that lives inside of me. <br />She dances in a moonlit forest glen, <br />decked out in custom sky-clad robes, <br />to the wailing of a wild fairy band. <br />Oh, I pity her at times. <br />She's set free to dance <br />only in the landscapes of my dreams. <br />But I envy her always- <br />she has the confidence to dance. <br /> <br /> 9/23/07<br /><br />Toni Atchison<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dancing-witch/
