All Hallows’ Eve

  All the witches and crows are gathering do you smell that brew the hint of moonlight terror and spice   I look into the flames licking red and orange and let it consume me


    What a merry little time   Children scuttling along sidewalks with their eyes shinning kicking leaves and smiling sweet things wearing clothes in disguise   What luck I have to not have to costume my eyes   A pious soul I am for all hallows eve I do not fall ill to the…