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On Halloween Night
Lila had no Mom now to make her Halloween costume Just her Communion dress, adorned by angel wings she’d made A halo of gold chrysanthemums she laid at Mom’s tomb But dusk was falling as in the cemetery she prayed Against the amber harvest moon, Spanish moss was swaying Eerily it danced, taunting ghosts in the cool autumn air Beyond old tombstones came chilling howls of werewolves preying A strange sound like a door creaking open gave her a scare Footsteps seemed to follow her as she scampered to the street Where a band of rowdy teenage ghouls murmured words so harsh Her flashlight dimmed; only tricks came this Halloween, no treats While vampires emerged from the mist over a nearby marsh Cackles she heard; was that a wicked witch flying overhead? Her feet tangled in thorny vines, she struggled to break free Trying to escape the foul scent of something that smelled dead Lila fell, tripping on the gnarly roots of an oak tree Trembling and crying, Lila sprinted, overwhelmed with fright Bushes and trees rustled in the breeze as she darted home To the most horrific creature she’d encountered that night The beer-swilling father who let her trick-or-treat alone *Written August 29, 2014
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