All Hallows Eve
Such eager fingers, from skeletal hands
Glowing eyeballs scan parched lands
Howling winds that scrape the sky
Bat-ish chatter as on they fly
Pumpkins glow to mark the way
For spirits seek to rise and play
Shady windows hide wicked smiles
Black cats prowl with patient guile
Stalking wolves find willing game
Witches cackle ‘round rising flame
Thunder cracks and lightning gleams
Day of the Dead, it’s Halloween!
-Dedicated to my Mother, Halloween Queen and loving friend.
Copyright © A. Sanders | Year Posted 2008
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