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Quatrain Poem (23 Stanzas) Halloween Story-by Trevor McLeod As a child I remember well how Halloween would interest me. When school would end and I'd head home. The leaves ground low and chasing me. The air was cool that I'd feel light and scents of leaves gave strength. As I would rush into the wind and think of home in length. Where mom stood by the counter and tea sat on the stove. It's cozy sending signals in mom's eyes by the drove. My father came in early. The rush was on the night. My parents and my sisters excited by the plight. Slow to reach the table. Cautious in our manners. We all sat down to supper content as little planners. Quick to leave the meal. My sister first to flee. We rummaged through our costumes deciding who'd we be. For clothing we had everything. All we'd mix and match. We thought of our ideas for costumes that we'd hatch. I knew already what I'd be. I searched through clothes with zest. Till soon I found a simple mask then later found a vest. This night I would be Robin. A hero of the night. The clever Batman's partner who loved a challenged fight. I almost had it all. A costume near complete. Until I saw the panyhose. The thought that made me freak. My mother shot towards them strengthened by my choice. Then boldly said she'd dye them in green with full rejoice. The time soon brought the darkness. On time to trick or treat. As anxious as we were we're scared with lighter feet. We stepped out in the cool night fearing we're to early. Then when we reached the second house, began to walk more surely. And surely was the way I felt. Now floating in my tights. Why Robin every wore a mask was just one of those blights. Free to leap to peoples doors. The breeze between my legs. A Catholic I thought quick of sin while fast upon my pegs. The time I saved as I could run: in tights seemed nowhere there. collecting candy door to door not acting like I care. The night went by in simple grace. My leaping in light bounds. Contributing to much more candy and look some said astounds. Arriving home when it got late. My shame checked at the door. I said that I would do it again and shook right from the core. I stepped inside with greater zounds. My sisters home awhile. All holding bags of trick or treat, they dump them in a pile. My mom and dad are quick to speak. They warn us all of blades. They tell us throw our apples out. Don't take a chance in spades. I dumped my bag out on the floor. The kisses everywhere. While not my favourite candy made, I'll trade for something fair. We chomped the candies for an hour till bedtime saw us done. We quietly slipped into our beds all tired of having fun. Then as I lay and start to think how Robin lived with tights. I remembered all the candy got with speed -and maybe frights.
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