All Hallow's Eve
I walk in the shadows in a field
at night.
I watch as the moon rise up, so
bright.
Knowing as the time has come
around again.
Feeling something strange in
the wind.
All Hallow's Eve its called,
for all the ghost, goblins, and
ghouls aren't far.
They know its their time to
come out,
and we roam with them, all
about.
Scared and thrilled.
Blood will be spilled.
Heart rates will rise.
Screams will fly,
but time will never die.
Dark shadows runs in the light.
Filling us all with fright.
Yet, we all know what it means.
When horror turns into dreams.
Scary, is it not?
Something we forgot.
As the moment slipped away,
we all started to pray.
My holiday isn't over,
for I consider myself its queen.
So I would like all of you to
know,
Happy Halloween!
Copyright © Reva Mae | Year Posted 2012
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