Whispering voices in the night
laughing eyes wide and bright.
Tickled pink from head to toe.
Swaying in the wind to and fro.
Children dressed to kill
Marching upon.a wooded hill.
Skeletal bodies hung with fright.
Down upon a crescent light.
Endangered species hidden from its prey.
Longing for another day...
Trapped beyond its anguished home.
Stuck inside all alone.
Tracing back to where it belonged.
Another day to be strong.
The bats how they fly so freely in town.
Look up before they come back around.
The rats how they nibble on anything they can find.
Through bushes of mice that they left behind.
An army of zombies marched in a row.
Happy Halloween so the spirits will grow.
©terrylin53
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