A murder of crows flying high,
Some crows perched on branches high,
Viewing a witches dance below,
Round and round they prance,
Chanting words thrown to the wind,
Carried far as the ritual begins,
A spell is cast,
Now the act will be told,
Heart Break, Divorce, Survival, Personal Growth, Hope and Faith
The magic comes with a pen in hand, When emotions transfer upon a page, When letters join in harmony, That is where the sentences are made, ...