Halloween night in '94,
when the last trick-or-treaters
I snuggled down deep in my
thankful finally to be alone.
Then when my eyelids became
a horrendous scream rended the
I jumped out of bed in my
admittedly I'd had a big scare.
I gathered my blanket around me,
to the window I tiptoed to peek,
and there in my yard in the
I saw something that made my
A host of weird creatures were
'neath the light of a
skeletons in rhythm were
to a blood-curdling,
I saw goblins and ghouls
poltergeists were tap-tapping on
keeping perfect time with the
in a mystically-scented breeze.
A vampire appeared at my window
exuding a most confident charm.
Before I could duck he had seen
and reached in and took hold of
I'm sure that the window was
so I must have slipped right
through the glass,
because in two blinks of
I was waltzing with him on the
Debonair and appealing, the lad
for dance had a most definite
and soon we were swaying so
like wispy cloud puffs floating
I admit the night was perfection
'til the sun started slowly to
abruptly in quick transformation
that dude high-tailed away in
Copyright © 1995 Ruth Gillis
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