The Monsters Are Real!

Every year there is a special day
It comes just once, at Autumn’s end
When the ghosts of the past come out to play
And shadows start to descend

When children are lured into the Witch’s house
With the enticing offer of sweets
And the black cat crunches on bone of mouse
And werewolves wander the streets

When giant spiders crawl out in the night
And the goblins escape from their caves
The Boogie Man fills your dreams with fright
While the undead rise from their graves

When the moon is clouded with thick dark fog
And an uncanny silence fills the night
Until the blood-chilling sound of the howling dog
Cuts through the shrouded moonlight

So a mask I must wear on Hallowe’en
And a dress as dark as the night
With monsters afoot I will remain unseen
By hiding in plain sight!


2016