The October last night
Is very dark and dreary.
As you know at midnight
It holds a ball for devilry.
When no sun and no lights
And only jack-o-lanterns,
One can watch some creatures flights,
Of witches, devils, goblins.
A lady ghost, wearing white,
Expects Dracula's dance.
A little goblin takes a delight
In giving her a glance.
They all look happy, very gay,
The smiles are clearly seen,
Such parties aren't every day,
But when it's Halloween.
Unseen musicians noiselessly play,
Shadows move around.
The eyeless faces seem to say:
"Our home is not on the ground."
The first sun's ray touches the sky,
None of the bogles hops.
They vanish without saying "Good-bye",
The Halloween party stops.
Halloween
© Copyright: Раиса Ефимовна Машкова, 2017
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