Halloween

black trees reach into the moonless night creaking in October' s chilly wind brown leaves scutter along the walk scraping as they go the devil doers are about tonight only the foolish venture far in the windows candles gleam with safety and warmth inside a black cat screeches a mournfull wail sending shivers down my spine yellow eyes and hissing fang follow me as I pass through an iron gate I flee mindless of where I go from the lifting mist I find a graveyard of living dead strange creatures circle about me garmets floating on the air features carved in evil grin glowing hollow pumkin heads suddenly I sit up with a start relieved it was only a dream quickly back under the covers remembering it's Halloween