Each Halloween Eve there’s magic in the pumpkin patch down the lane;

some say that what happens is tragic others say its just part of the game.

What spirits come out in the open many sorts to frighten you so!

With intentions of malice, they’ve chosen to come up from the darkness below. all manners of creatures provoking, approach us and fill us with dread as they cackle “We’re really just joking” White hoot owls soar overhead  out come spiders all spinning a snare  with a web to catch us in a trap.i think we had better beware; They could gobble us up in a snap

Black cats the color of midnight cross our paths in the darkness so thick;that we run into the next fright a witch riding off on a stick. A tree comes alive baring sharp claws, a scarecrow float over the patch flying bats are sure to give us pause wondering what will this night next hatch?

But the worst fear of all starts us quaking, It’s the pumpkin patch trolls that arise; up they popas we’re quivering and shaking at the horrible glint in their eyes then the leader of the trolls flees the scene while his head shouts “Long  live halloween”!

Trick or Treat & Happy Halloween!~

Artwork and poem by © Linda Dockey Graves


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