~ Starlit Potion ~

Liquid pools of amber
Melted on the hearth
With just a touch of shimmer
Glowing in the dark
The smell of midnight jasmine
The warmth of fresh hot soot
The spell had been successful
The Witch now had her brew
A small crystal vial
On a ribbon round her throat
It glows with then light
Of a thousand moonlit moats
The brew within her locket
Is a spell as old as time
Its secrets to be revealed
When the Moon and stars are right

Bonnie Jean Higgins
08-05-2002