Old Castle

Written by: Anne Rutherford

  The old grey castle is dark,
  Wait, through a broken window 
  I see some striking light.
  What I do see is beyond me.
  The flames are going to hit the 
  floor, where small lighting 
  flashes bore through .
  Where oh where can I hide?
  Not under the bed, that 's a floor.
  I think I'll wake up and see 
  no more.

Anne Rutherford 
For Leighann Anderson's   contest 
Magic Words.