All Hallows Eve.

The yowl of cats,the hoot of owl, the howling of the wind;

the frantic dance of fallen leaves, as round and round they spin.

The eeriness of naked trees, as they stand there tall and thin;

the cackling screams of witches as they make their raucous din.

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Though moonlit, darker shadows fall upon the field and road,

deep, though somehow sinister, the croak of frog and toad.

Dark, the threatening thunderclouds that glower across the sky;

cold, menacing, the pale moonlight from cloud to cloud does fly.

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Turnip lanterns orange glow across the frosty ground now show,

while stealthy creatures wearing hoods now secret flit among the woods.

Behind their windows, wrapped up warm, the good folks stay for fear of harm;

with curtains closed against the night, they cower there in fear and fright.

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This is the night when ogres prowl; when deeds are done, both dark and foul;

when witches cast their evil spells, in places where the wee folk dwell;

when cauldrons boil and toil and bubble; when all the world is full of trouble;

Don't walk across the village green- tonight my friend, is halloween!