Posted by: Ron DuBour | July 29, 2017

The clock strikes seven~by Caro Field



The clock strikes seven

The carriage clock strikes seven,
And the whole world begins to
If home was not thought of by eleven,
Everything would rearrange,
There’s magic afoot tonight.

The humble pumpkin became
An exquisite, elegant carriage,
Mouse footmen then found fame,
A strange, eclectic marriage,
There’s magic afoot tonight.

And, tell me, what of Cinders?
She really brushed up well,
But its the clock that truly hinders
When caught under a sleeping spell,
There’s magic afoot tonight. .

The black widow weaves
An intricate web,
No chance act she leaves,
She wants Cinders found dead,
There’s magic afoot tonight.

But what she forgets,
Is love conquers all,
Miss Otis regrets,
Beauty will always enthral,
There IS magic afoot tonight.

It takes but a kiss,
And the spell dissolves,
All that’s left is bliss,
Their ;story resolves,
There’s magic afoot tonight.

© Caro Field July 2017
The Clock Strikes Seven…/the-clock-strikes-s…/ via @caronessauthor

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