The air, crisp and cool

We see our breath rise

We carve pumpkins

To have mouths and eyes

A scary movie plays

On the TV inside

Under our beds

The spooky things hide

A chill down our skin

From head to toe

Is warmed by cinnamon

From a candle’s glow

The candy dish, once full

Now, unmistakably low

A desperate howl

To the moon so bright

Brings wide-eyed wonder

On Halloween night