A black cat purred at my feet One October Eve on Mayflower Street Circling ‘round my legs with her powderpuff tail While I quickly sorted through the mail The tag on her collar tinkled and chimed The engraved name Roxy glinted and shined Just as I was distracted by the flyer in my hand For… Read More Roxy
Cornstalk scarecrows Guard pumpkin patches We get scared at the sound Of screeching door latches That seemingly move By themselves on the barn Where ghosts made from sheets Hang from frayed yarn They spin in the wind Disturbing the night Our eyes grow large At the spooky sight We check what we’re seeing Blinking twice… Read More Chill
The antique farmhouse Over 100 years old Has heard many secrets But not one has it told Though it grows weak More tired day by day Afraid those secrets It soon will give away A creak from the floor A new crack in the wall Are signs the farmhouse Is fated to fall Under… Read More Farmhouse
Down in the depths Of the murky deep Are the discarded Jack-o’-lanterns That no one ever keeps ~ After that night Called All Hallows’ Eve When they light up the dark Until the trick or treaters leave ~ Then their candles grow dim And at the chime of midnight All the Jacks are collected Under… Read More Sink
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