If I were a witch, I might be good
and do the things that I think I should -
because love grows only from loving.

I'd keep my wand clean and fully charged
and see that each kindness got enlarged,
because love grows only from loving.

I'd help the homeless shelter themselves -
this just takes work, not magic or elves -
and they'd learn love does grow from loving.

I'd teach the children maths and the arts
and feed them all fresh strawberry tarts
so they'd learn we grow best from loving.

I'd refrain from the careless sowing
of hard words and yet harder throwing
of anger that keeps love from growing.

I'm not a witch, but still am trying
to do my best, and not just crying,
because I know I can only grow

from loving.

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Some of My Poems
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