A Different Halloween

Well, Halloween’s different this year – More things that are real we must fear And with no trick or treat There’s no junk I can eat So of candy corn I can stay clear. Home and stoop decorations are few And there’s hardly a costume on view. When I walked down the street I expected to meet Little kids in their dress-up debut. Chalk it up to another thing lost And I wonder – what will be the cost? Will we snap back real fast Or will somberness last? For the former, my fingers are crossed.