Dr.G, I am sorry hun, but I can't write any new stuff at the moment! Not because I don't want to, but because I mentally cannot do it, which is just adding to my sadness. I have a W/T fanfic that needs a last chapter which I can't finish because I don't want to write, and I only compose poems before I am falling asleep, and as I am too drugged to wake myself up enough to write them down, I just lose them each time. *sad look* Oh well. Anyhoo hun, I found this one while looking through some stuff, and I thought you might like it. I don't know who's perspective it's written from, or who it's about, so you can make up your own mind, ok? {{{hugs}}} Hope you like....She Weaves Magic
She starts to weave her magic spell
Her books are open, potions ready
Speaks in ancient Latin tongue
Her eyes are closed, her hands are steady.
She lifts her head and looks at you
But there's no witchcraft to detect
For it's only when you see her smile
Her wonderous magic takes effect.
*g*
I'm off to my BardBed now. Tired sleepy Bard. Need hugs. Need hugs. Need......
TSFB
not looking forward to Wednesday...
"Life sucks and love is for fools!" - TSFB
