When days grow short and nights get cold
And autumn trees turn red and gold,
Move, we may, through sun drenched days
'Midst leaves and berries and bales of hay.
In our hearts we feel the lure
Toward darkness, shivers, and things not pure,
While ghostly shadows creep slowly by,
Spying on witches and brooms that fly.
Icy fingers that grab their prey
And do bad things 'til night turns to day.
Heed this plea to stay inside.
Find covers and blankets and sheets to hide.
Slowly this night will fade to day
And fiends and monsters will crawl away.
Once a year, on this dank night,
We'll shake and shiver 'til morning light.
October Days And Autumn Love
What a brilliant poem that perfectly captures Halloween Night.
Halloween Night
Published by Family Friend Poems October 2015 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
My name is Denise Cocchiaro and my art is about the fun of the holidays! I am obsessed with painting Halloween. When I am not painting I am dreaming about it. I love poetry also, and aspire to be a poet. My artwork has been published in Halloween books and magazines. I have sold my art online for 20 years with hundreds of repeat customers. I am...