Under the Glow
Under the glow of the full moon
shadows seem to come alive around the haunted house
The limbs on the trees hit the glass
while hollers are heard from the baboon
an eerie sound like screams
reverberate through the empty halls
as if calling for you to enter inside
you turn to run wishing it's a dream.
The lights inside make it look like day
As the mansions, doors open wide
A big ghost dressed all in black
bids you adieu and turns to walk away
© 2019
Bonnie J Hollywood-Cutts
Copyright © Bonnie Hollywood-Cutts | Year Posted 2019
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