All Hallows Eve – A Poem
An original poem, written by myself many years ago. Twas only my second stab at writing a poem so I hope you find it enjoyable…
All Hallows eve, a time for tale
Of ghostly ghouls & banshee wails
Of pumpkin pie and dunk the apple
And scary stories after a little tipple
Tis better than the night-time park
Sitting in a room so dark
With the torch that lights each horror face
That is passed around with a slowness of pace
As the current lit face tells the piece
Of a time they were scared out of their wits
With the anticipation of impending doom
Two hands become one as the hour looms
And as it arrives, the inevitable fight
Between good and evil when it reaches midnight
What better way to spend the last moments
Than with my friends hiding behind the sofa
Then midnight passes and the saints arrive
To scare away those ghostly vibes
And then we see the saints have won
When, peering over the sofa, the ghouls have all gone
And so I head for my nice warm bed
Safe in the knowledge we’re saved again
And when I wake the first thing I see
Is a sun so bright shining down on me!
I release my smile and thank the sun
For rescuing me when the night was done.
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