Stay, Silhouettes

     Yikes! Just five minutes to the witching hour
         I’d better hit the hay

     Before my visions of witches in luna's shadow
         ~ like those of Santa ~
               fly away
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Cunningham Avatar
March 12, 2026 at 11:58 AM
Best sleep with a light on, never know what lurks in the shadows, yikes. Tom
Jones Avatar
March 12, 2026 at 12:56 AM
lol! Good night dear Gershon!
Godwin Avatar
March 12, 2026 at 12:51 AM
I was four again and hiding under my covers because nothing can harm you when a sheet shield cover is in place. Then Santa's appearance turned fear to visions of Santa manna. Again, I've had a great reality escape Wolf did puff. BLESSINGS
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