The children gathered by her side, that gray haired lady spoke above the sound of crackling firewood. And as her squeaky voice filled up the room, a solemn silence creeped forward from the dark. Our shadows cast upon the wall, it seemed that we were stuck between two worlds. Unable to escape this mesmerizing tale, our ears were captive to her lips that somehow softened as we listened more. With every word her youthful countenance unmasked, fluttering in the paleness of the flames. She spoke:
It is in grief
That we bond
And in happiness
That we disperse
Every time you smile
Are you happy
The anomaly of life
Billions wired to
A painful smile
Fighting to conceal
Their inner fears
Becomes an act
Forged by the flaws
Who would want
To live alone
in this cold world?
We’ve flipped the dials
To choose a life of smiles
Interrupted by a thousand tears
And nothing is
Nor ever will be
What it seems
10 thoughts on “The Witch of Monterrey”
Is this a quote from the book The Witch of Portobello?
No it’s not!!!! Oops, maybe I should change the title now! lol
and oooooooo then how did you arrive at the name?!
Lol how embarrassing! I’ve probably heard of the book unconsciously. It just felt like a great title lol.
hehehe it’s making my smilingly amused morning thanks!
Haha happy to hear that. Have a great day. :)
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all the above i’d say. lol.
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