Thursday, October 31, 2013


See the witches dancing
From their broomsticks made of straw

Smoke designed figure eights
In a black sky watch them draw

Flying bats line in formation
While ghouls hide out of sight

Ghosts for the night have risen
& black cats cry in delight

The children dress with vigor
To reap their yummy reward

It's time to get the goodies
On Halloween they'll surely hoard

With candles they see the fat pumpkins
Bright lights flash orange and green

We welcome these costumed children
From baby to young teen

Trick or Treat is what they'll say
And their bag gets something sweet

They'll bring out that little smile
In each one of us that they greet