Witches were landing in the dusky gloom,
Three sisters, each on their own broom!
One glided swiftly, one had a wild ride, and one liked to fly with her feet to one side.
A table appeared, set with flickering light, tarot cards, candy and other delights!
Each young witch, reached for a card, to see if the future held lovely rewards...
Oh yes! The cards said life was grand! And so, to celebrate, they each took in hand...
Midnight margaritas! That luscious green brew!
Cheers to us! And Cheers to you!
And off through the garden, with drinks in hand, to spread their magic across the lush land...
The witches wandered, here and there...
Until the spirits of the air, called them back, and off they bound...
Back to their brooms, and lifted off the ground!
And now the garden has returned to it's dusky still...at least until the blender is refilled!
(Special thanks to my friend's three lovely daughters for witching it up for me!)