Enchantress
There was so much of myself I knew, I had, to be so proud, So much about my tremendous control, that needn’t be told aloud, I really believed, all I had to do, was firmly decide, and will it, And
Forgotten
I’ve spent so much of my daily life glaring, That my mirror has forgotten, how they looked, welcoming, I’ve seen so little of my own eyes, sparkling with delight, That I have long forgotten the true purpose of sight. I’ve