Best Time of Year

Chilly breeze Rustling the trees Ominous feeling in the air Turn back, or beware Silent ringing in my ear Quickly rising my fear Every year on this day I celebrate anyway My cowardice is suppressed This I confess To live in the moment This is my element Concentrating on Decorating, Riding around town, Ghosts, skeletons, and clowns Haunted house, With my spouse Halloween parties, I won’t be tardy Costumes galore, Going door to door Trick-R-treating, With every greeting Horror movie nights, Giving me a fright The best time of the year Don’t interfere Something I look forward to And always overdue