Today we are busy with cross country meets and dog parks and baking and cooking Halloween treats.....so I offer up a little poem I wrote when I was a kid, just for this night!
The cold wind blows on Halloween Night
Witches take to their brooms in flight
They soar through the air and across the moon
Faithful black cats, perched on their brooms.
Ghosts and goblins float all around
Shaking their chains, they make horrid sounds
Bats fill the air, with a flutter of wings
To join the others and do scary things!
They all come together, to give you a fright
Each cold and windy Halloween Night!
Here is hoping the rain holds off but that the wind does not. Afterall, what would Halloween be without a little wind blowing through the trees to make things interesting!