Halloween Eve

The moon was lost behind a cloud When something Weird went by I tried to see what went round But it flew so fast and high. I don't believe that witches fly Riding so high in the sky But that is what I saw Riding on broomsticks made of straw. The stars were gone, the night was dark When something else took place Standing there in the park There was a gruesome face. A skeleton with corpse like face I don't believe in the zombie race But that is what I saw Well I stood and looked in awe. Under the moons eerie light With fangs dripping red Another creature of the night With one bite you are bled. I don't believe in vampires When your life expires But that is what I saw When the moon was low. All too soon, the mellow moon Lights an empty late night street Children dreaming in the bedroom Of next years trick or treat. For Russell Sivey's The Ultimate Halloween Contest Hazel Connelly 6/10/12