Whiskers painted on a little face
tails and ears pinned with care
smiling grins eager to begin
eerie night awaits if you dare.
Sacks ready for the sweets to fall
wild winds blow as ghost sheet flaps
running through the darkness
at the door fall the bangs and happy taps.
Trick or treat fills the autumn air,
Where voices and laughter float
super heroes and turtles with masks
a unicorn and a bright green goat,
the wicked witch and Snoopy too
on All Hallows’ Eve
when the small ones pass through.
Pumpkims carved with the sharpest knife,
thrills and chills
and spooky nights,
cobwebs hung by spiders black
cats run by your winding path.
I remember these days with fondness then
of chocolate and caramel apples,
candy corn and UNICEF coin,
of parties where the laughter rang clear
and into the night we longed to stay out
to get more treats, no tricks we’d give
the life of such joy,
we’d give anything to relive.
the fun of days long gone by, but to see the costumes now brings such joy. Trick or treating rocks….I think I need a Reese’s or Snickers perhaps….mmmmm caramel apples…..yummmmm….