Halloween Party
the night was dusk and Halloween is near with fear
and clear starry night with shadows of lilted pumpkins on the porch as goblins eat there way through little children's trickery triter bags and children scream from the haunted night with a full moon and parties soon and all gooneys blow fire from there dragons and fire torches the pumpkin patches with orange goo all stuck around the land..
I cry for it's the age where I can no longer trick or treat in my jammies and so I just hand out candy by the door and adore the costumes. the night is old and I sip my tea and have memories of my children 40 some years ago.. where did Halloween Parties go.?
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