Bringing Fear
In a dark cottage
There’s an old witch
That boils a potion
The cauldron bubbles over itself
Wafting smell about the room
Near the elixir
Sits a Jack-O-Lantern
Light glows inside
There are shelves
That hold some ingredients
Some are still alive
Candles still burn eerily
Casting long shadows about
The witch has use
Of everything that’s here
To bring fear this night
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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