There is a
night
that is such a
fright
when the moon is
big and bright
When the undead
groan
and witches
roam
jack o' lanterns are
alive
and monsters have fingers
one less than
five
Then all of a sudden
all is gone
vanished with the dawn
and not a soul will be in
sight
not even a bat in
flight
Not until that dreaded
night
when the moon is
big and bright
not until
Halloween
night!
by E. Fallson, 1988
********************
I know this poem doesn't have any kind of real structure, among other things, but I wrote this when I was in grade school so be gentle :P.
To all celebrating Halloween,
be safe and hope you have a good one!
