Stroke of Twelve
At the stroke of twelve
Midnight comes and the wind blows
The full moon shines down
Opens eyes of the pumpkin
Sharing its wondrous powers
Laying on the ground
Is the old skeleton, strong
Twinkling with the moon
Where magic casts its shadows
All throughout Halloween night
Russell Sivey
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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