Halloween Flight
Halloween Flight
I'm hitching a ride on a witch's broom
From on high we'll see all the Halloween sights
As through the clouds we zip and zoom
On what is known as the scariest of flights.
Skeletons rise from their earthen beds
And mingle with ghosts who are wandering the town
Amongst pirates with tricorn hats on their heads
And Cinderella in her dazzling gown.
Holiday bonfires are burning bright
Like the Samhain* fires of Celtic tradition
When otherworld spirits would rise in the night
And steal away souls to eternal perdition.
But tonight's festivities are all about fun
When ghouls and horror and laughter blend
And the imagination can wildly run
Oh, don't let my Halloween flight end!
*(Sow-in ; rhymes with How-in)
Molly Moore
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