Dedicated to all of our Familiar that we have and those that have passed on. They are our best friends, the ones that knows us best and love us dearly. Even though some has passed on, they touched our heart with love unbound and we will never forget them.
~* ~ Familiar Dreams ~* ~
Her smooth little grey and white face
Glowing in the moonlight,
Her green eyes sparkled with mystery;
Her breath was steady,
Her body still;
What is going through her mind right now?
She sighs deeply
As she curls up perfectly
In her Witch’s arms,
And falls into a peaceful sleep
Filled with her Familiar dreams.
Glowing in the moonlight,
Her green eyes sparkled with mystery;
Her breath was steady,
Her body still;
What is going through her mind right now?
She sighs deeply
As she curls up perfectly
In her Witch’s arms,
And falls into a peaceful sleep
Filled with her Familiar dreams.
—Elizabeth Gardiepy, By The Light Of The Crystal Moon: A Book of Pagan Poetry and Short Stories
Witches Of The Craft® 