Through shadows deep and orange glow,
October’s breeze begins to blow.
Leaves dance in whispers down the street,
as moonlight spills where shadows meet.
Goblins grin and witches soar,
knocking at each creaking door.
Jack-o’-lanterns light the way,
guiding ghosts to their haunting play.
Frosted air and twilight skies,
spark the magic in young eyes.
Hooded figures gather near,
spinning tales to chill and cheer.
Halloween night, so dark and bright,
when laughter mingles with soft fright.
The veil is thin, the spirits roam,
in whispers, they lead lost souls home.
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Andrew Mile
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Great poem! I thoroughly enjoyed it ☺️