Ol’ Hallows' Eve
Run, run, run away.
Here are the monsters come to play
Swinging bags of sugary treats
Up and down the busy streets.
Back and forth from door to door
Singing “Here I am; give me more.
And if you don’t, your choices be
A trick for you or a treat for me.”
Continued offerings to seem somewhat daunting
As gumdrops, chocolates and sweets prevent playful haunting
While they dance and play under a cold, moonlit night
Among the trolls and witches and occasional sprite.
As the last home is looted of tasty delights
The creatures scatter among the colorful sites.
For the sun be here to the night’s reprieve
Another year has passed for Ol’ Hallows' Eve.