A WIZARD’S  WORLD

Dressed  in colorful attire, a tall black hat, and a robe,

 A white beard, a look that scares a person, a wand in hand,

Casts a spell with a book; black magic is his only world.

He lives in a stone castle, high upon a mountain top.

A cauldron of evil potions is forever being stirred here,

Dungeons where lost souls are forever imprisoned,

Dragons with a breath of fire soar across the sky,

Trolls watch from under a bridge, seeking their meal for the night.

A wizard’s world where anything is possible, unusual games are played,

 Nothing is as it seems, and stories full of magic are always told.

Keith Garrett