Gently Passed the Graveyard Still
Halloween night
with
a
bright orange jack-a-lantern moon
hanging in the spooky sky
while
chills running
up and down
our spines
as
we
walked and whistled gently
pass the graveyard still
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2023
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