A Witch's Garden poem

Rosemary, Sage, Clove and Thyme

A witch blends magick with chanted rhyme

Planting the herbs & tending with care

Knowing plant spirits are always there

She dances with the Sun & sings with the Moon

Celebrating her garden with each little bloom

She gives drink to the faeries & gifts for the gnome

She left sparkly treasures and made them a home

She communes with the Goddess & finds peace in this way Being one with the Earth, in her work and in play

- Leandra 4/26/11

- The Coven Avalon