The Witch Before Me

Written by: Russell Sivey

The witch was waiting for me, waiting up high She smiled, a crooked smile, with a cool wink She’s a wryly young witch one you can’t deny She swooped down on me, quicker than you might think I was in fear of her awesome, great power Right in the corner I would go and cower There before me I’m face to face with her eyes She flayed me with evil, direct from the skies
Russell Sivey