Candle Lit House
How eerie the moon was that rose that night
Over the candle lit house full of fright
Inside the house, as seen through the windows
Frightening shadows walk right down below
Jack-o-lanterns cover the path upwards
All the way up to the house and skywards
Hanging on strings some pumpkins are floating
Lit all the same for the effect exploding
A small graveyard sits near a large dead tree
Outside the range of house vicinity
Next to each grave is a single handle
Where I could see only by a candle
The mansion, it seems to invite us in
Truly is a place of malice and sin
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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