Halloween

On this dreadful stormy night, beneath a moon hanging low. The wind whispers through the pines, causing shivers down your spine. The leaves have all but withered, the birds have all flown. The snakes come a slither, the spider's web is all sown. As the night grows eerily still, the only sound a raven's cry. Suddenly a shadow shoots across the sky, followed by a frightful shrill. You want to turn away, but your curiosity knows no bounds. However, the longer you delay, may find you underground. As you near the creepiest of houses, you are filled with dread and doubt. But on the door you rap, rap, rap, and Trick or Treat you scream and shout. Happy Halloween That I have to post this upsets me: My poems are copyright. I am sharing my poems for you to read not for you to post willy-nilly to a website, in your newsletter or anywhere else with out my permission. I am available, leave me a message. Especially to those who change the name of my poem and not give proper credit. You should be ashamed!