Halloween
Monday morning all is blue,
Heaving oneself out of bed in a hullabaloo,
Dark outside as Halloween sets in,
Slugs attacking the teeth of our pumpkin,
Son demanding I arrange his cards for a magic trick,
Daughter huffing, expecting her breakfast to appear real quick,
I want to shut the door and hide away,
Under my inviting warm duvet.
Copyright © Sunshine White | Year Posted 2016
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