Poems For The Paranormal

Being Pagan

I light

The candles

Glowing bright

In the night

I get up

And dance

With beautiful plight

Nothing to worry

Nothing to fear

Being Pagan

Is wonderful

Full of joy

Full of wonder

It is perfect

Every year

With the snows

Through the rain

In the flowers

On the trees

In Mother Earth

We are free

We don’t need to flee

From harm to our family tree