It's Tuesday, and I often like to post poetry on a Tuesday. And it's nearly Halloween, so to get in the mood, I thought I'd post an original poem. I posted it a few years ago on Halloween, but I think it would like another outing.
Scary Things Come Out at Night
by Kelly Ramsdell Fineman
Scary things come out at night
Ghosts that boo! and bats that bite;
Warlocks cloaked in purple capes;
Satyrs wearing wreaths of grapes.
Sometimes you might spy a witch
Or a hunchback with a twitch
Don’t be frightened by this scene –
After all, it’s Halloween!
Are you dressing up for Halloween this year? If so, what will you be?