Crone friend

Old friend

Old goddess friend, old crone
fancy a cup of tea with me at home.
We can catch up and chat
about our illness’s this and that.
Maybe share a spell or two
as we natter over our brew.
Grey hairs, no it’s just the light
seen there in a moon that’s bright.
Not one of yours, yours is dark
your one does not make dogs bark.
How's the beasts? Still like black?
Heard your cat and ravens back.
nice to have friendly pets
shame mine went to the vets.
How the kids, driving me us mad
I never see them. Yes it’s sad.
Want a biscuit? They’re home made
a little offering from the maid.