Halloween Will Never Be the Same Again
I longed to hear cute costumed kids
say “Trick or Treat!” that chilly night.
To give each one a goody bag
would make me smile with pure delight.
Because of Covid, few came by.
My little Bandit’s friendly bark
and wagging tail delighted all~~
but then the evening lost its spark.
When all kids left, a red-eyed “ghoul”
appeared. My puppy whined and fled.
I froze. Then on November 1
I woke up screaming in my bed.
My pup—not black, but solid white—
was back. My hair was snow-white too.
When I tell others what transpired,
they think I’m bonkers. Well, don’t YOU?!
October 23, 2022
entered in the 12-16 Lines of Scary Halloween Rhyme Poetry Contest
Placed 1st
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
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