The Witch of Golden Fur

The Witching Hour

beware the 
witch of 
golden hair
tucked deep 
within her
cave-like
lair.

awake between
naps, astride
her broom,
in dark of 
night she’s 
bound to
zoom

with yellow
eyes, and
twitching
tail, she
may just at
your window
loom.

For the Record,
This day came in gloomy with on and off showers.

All hands begging for Peace