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Poetry Friday: The Witch in the Glass by Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt

August 7th, 2015 (06:00 am)
awake

Current Mood: awake
Current Song: Leverage score music by Joseph LoDuca

"My mother says I must not pass
Too near that glass;
She is afraid that I will see
A little witch that looks like me,
With a red, red mouth to whisper low
The very thing I should not know!"

"Alack for all your mother’s care!
A bird of the air,
A wistful wind, or (I suppose
Sent by some hapless boy) a rose,
With breath too sweet, will whisper low
The very thing you should not know!"

- The Witch in the Glass by Sarah Morgan Bryan Piatt

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Posted by: Mary Lee Hahn (Mary Lee Hahn)
Posted at: August 8th, 2015 12:09 pm (UTC)

Mothers. They try their best to keep us from harm, and yet it lurks around every corner and we have to figure it out ourselves in the end. But lucky we still have her voice in our head to help us along!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: August 8th, 2015 03:18 pm (UTC)

This poem reminded me a bit of I Know Things Know, Little Red Riding Hood's song from the musical Into the Woods.

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