Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes

Circle

I released the ring from its restraint

Now the power can relate

To needs that must be met

The genie’s mine by fate decreed

I wear the ring like wand in hand

Ply my power on shifting sands

Time renewed by written word

To wake the ancient magi

From their sleep

To bring old legends back to life

Fairy tales old and new

Written secrets on angels’ wings

That tell you what to do

And do it well

To cast a spell for good or ill

Remember this, ill returns to sender

A threefold bite that hurts…

©anitadawes