A Halloween Tale of Terror

One All Hallow's Eve, 'neath the silvery moon

on a night meant for witches in flight,

two children went looking for treats at the door

of a house that just didn't look right.

Their knees started shaking because they both knew

jack o' lanterns don't light on their own,

but these jacks were burning

right there in the yard...

the GRAVE yard––where

ghosts moan and groan.

The kids dropped their candy

and ran for the street,

but the bats didn't want them to go.

Swarms swooped from the sky

with a trio of ghosts

and a witch, flying in the moon's glow.

Those kids ran as fast and as far as they could

from that frightful old house on their street.

But they never were heard from again...No, not once.

Are you ready to go trick-or-treat?

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to Jeremiah, Carli, and Bryce

with love

from Grandma and Grandpa