Hallows Spooky Night

All Hallows Eve, that spooky night, She hiked the mountain path at length, And tho' it took most of her strength, The moon had never shined so bright! A rough two-hour climb, the trail - Three steepened spars, a mile each, 'Til then, at last, she found the reach, The glowing moon, then ghostly pale. Her breath was taken by the view - The distant hills soft-daubed in snow, A slithering river, far below ... The beauty struck her, thru-and-thru! She stood there on the rocky shelf, And found it such a brilliant sight, Perhaps there was enough moonlight To take a photo of herself ................ They never saw the girl again, But traced her tracks up there one day - No sign of struggle or foul play, Her cell phone where she last had been. And when they did a selfie check, They found one pic - the very last, Her eyes in terror, mouth aghast ... Two large, gaunt hands ... around her neck. ~ 4th Place ~ in the "Enclosed Rhyme - September 2018" Poetry Contest, Dear Heart a.k.a. Broken Wings, Judge & Sponsor. ~ 3rd Place ~ in the "Scary Or Spooky Poem" Poetry Contest Tania Kitchin, Judge & Sponsor.