Dark Night Church
Bats flap around the eerily dark night church
Creaking, the doors don’t quite open completely
Black cats run across your path with a great lurch
The moon is out but isn’t seen quite fully
The steeple is casting a deep purple hue
Lost souls in graveyard not knowing what to do
Frighten any passersby that come on by
And Jack-o-lanterns absorb souls where they lie
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2014
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