Polite
The biggest surprise in the suburbs,
Where I helped out on Halloween night,
Wasn’t focused on candy or costumes,
But the kids, who were just so polite!
Whether solo or part of a gaggle,
Dressed as witches or pirates or queens,
They approached in a calm, measured manner,
While their parents looked on, dressed in jeans.
“Trick or treat!” they exclaimed, sporting smiles,
As I offered the candy-filled bowl.
When I told them, “Take two,” they said “Thank you!”
As if being polite was the goal.
No one pushed or took more than was offered;
All were patient and many did shout,
“Have a great Halloween!” as they parted,
Not a one with a sneer or a pout.
It was wonderful watching this happen -
Just a night filled with nothing but fun.
The true magic will be if politeness
Stays alive when their childhoods are done.
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