Halloween Ghost
When I was just a boy, growing up in Chicago
My best friend was "Jimmy", who loved the monsters so!
He was younger than me in more ways than one,
But I enjoyed my time with him...we always had fun.
One year for Halloween he bought monsters to build,
Needing my help, we painted and glued and every cavity filled.
There was Dracula, Frankenstein, the Werewolf, and the Mummy,
Resplendently painted, delicious and yummy.
Each was about 12 inches high
With features that would make a little one cry.
We set them in a window box with a black light behind
Turned off the house lights for a real "Trick or Treat" find.
Jimmy went out in to get his share of the goodies, too
And when he came back, there was more than enough for us two.
What really struck me that Halloween night,
Was the five foot ghost, below the street light.
Truly a sight to behold it was there,
And to more than one person did it give a scare.
Its white shaded body was like none I had seen
With a face of a gorgon, I was ready to scream.
It just stood there on the sidewalk watching the kids at the door
You can believe that those kids always got more.
I watched this ghost go up and down the street
Watching the youngsters getting their sweets.
Then, I realized, it was Jimmy's mom dressed in a sheet
It covered her over, from her head to her feet.
The mask that she wore was a scary one
But like the monsters in the window, just done for fun.
That fluorescent face I will never forget
I didn't care for monsters...with little regret.
Her costume rocked me to the core that night
For the first time I saw it, I had a real fright.
For I had never expected to see an adult
Dress up in costume, much less the occult.
So that is the Halloween that I remember the most
When a lady I knew, dressed up as a ghost.
Copyright © Daniel Cwiak | Year Posted 2010
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