"A Halloween Memory"
Halloween is over
The candy's almost gone
Remnants from All Hallow's Eve
Lay strewn across the lawn
A witch, a ghost, a scarecrow
His face a thing of horror
We laugh and howl in sheer delight
And run from door to door
A magical night of moonlit fright
As monsters big and small
Fill the streets with spooks and shrieks
A night of fun for all
The last house looms ahead of us
Way down a darkened road
They say this one is haunted
And we swore we wouldn't go
We gather all our courage
And inching closer still
We make our way by moonlight
To the house upon the hill
Pumpkins glow on porches
One smiles, another glares
They welcome us and light our way
As we ascend the stairs
At once the door creaks open
And peering from within
An old and haggard face
With a friendly toothless grin
A wicked witch with lime green skin
Who seems happy to greet
The kids who giggle nervously
And holler, "Trick-Or-Treat!"
A withered hand reaches out
And through the light so dim
She cackles as she tosses treats
into my pumpkin tin
We've had our fill of fun and laughs
We wish this night would last
For it has been the best one yet
Of all the Halloweens past
Leaves blow through the autumn air
The fog slowly descends
We journey home to reminisce
This night with all our friends
About the Creator
Tisha Leigh
Belly dancer, costumer, amateur writer.
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