The Witch’s Clouds were out tonight
In force they were, I saw the sight!
The pale faced moon and I
The Witch’s Clouds go sailing by
Awesome in their eerie flight
Like frightened ghosts they fled the night
Perhaps to lands where spirits dwell?
For witch’s clouds do no tales tell.
A wonderful poem with some great imagery.
Omg! This is precious! 🖤🖤🖤