My 1st attempt in more than 10yrs

Come, little children, said the witch,
Come see my cottage.
You are weary from life's journey,
And heartsick
From all that you do not know.

Come, little children, said the witch,
Come see my cottage.
See how the pretty candy arches
So cleverly over my door?
Come, little children,
Come look at the sparkly bits
 I scattered all over the rainbow floor.

Come, little children, said the crone,
Let me tell you all that I know.
Come consume my little cottage
As I show you the remains of my twisted soul.