Little ghosts and witches,
Walking down the lane.
Mummies in stitches,
Sucking on candy canes.
Goblins and ghouls,
With bags full of treats,
Carrying on like fools,
Running round begging for sweets.
It's that time of year,
With spooks in the night.
But put aside your fear,
They'll be gone by first light.
9/27/10 Alton Texas
Juan Olivarez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/halloween-54/
