From a dream

From a dream Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They romance us, They in trance us, They enhance us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They hide from us, They guide us, They sometimes confide in us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They find the man in us, They brand us, They stand by us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They are kind to us, They are not blind to us, They entwine us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They believe in us, They leave us, They bereave for us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They are a friend to us, They will defend us, They end with us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They are strong for us, They will wrong us, They are a song for us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They will sing for us, They will bring life to us, They are spring for us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They, with a song for us, They long for us, They will belong to us. Midnight – the Witching hour, when they have the power. They end the story for us, They foray into us. They see no glory in us, B, J. “A “, 2 March 15, 2025