All Hallow’s Eve
The children are ebullient as Halloween grows near—
the day when even scaredy cats put away their fear
and dressed as itchy scarecrows with straw stuck in their britches,
go to meet with zombies and ghosts and ghouls and witches.
Little tiny mummies wound up in mommy’s sheet
naively think they won’t run home at the first witch they meet.
When they knock on neighbors’ doors, it is their fondest wish
that they’ll be met at once with piles of candy in a dish.
M&M’s or Hershey bars, popcorn balls or Snickers.
When their bags get full, they stuff the pockets of their knickers.
If any folks procrastinate in answering their door,
retaliation calls for soaping windows. Maybe more.
Only Scrooges turn out lights, do not hand out treats,
and when they hear their doorbell ring, sit stubborn in their seats.
So get your candy ready, for night will soon be falling
and all your neighbors’ ghoulish kids will for sure be calling!
Prompts today are falling, procrastinate, naive, ebullient and dish.
If you’d like to see a recap of last year’s Halloween in Missouri, here ’tis. https://judydykstrabrown.com/2017/10/31/happy-halloween-from-morehouse-missouri/
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
Good one!
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Nicely done
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Cute poem and adorable kiddies!
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Although not a Scrooge
at Christmastime, I’m afraid
I am at H’ween!
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Amen, Janet. Those photos above are from my house last Halloween, when Judy was here and turned on the porch lights, set candles in my front window, and announced to the world that THIS house, MY house, was open for all the lil trolling beggars. Judy’s not here this year, so my lights will be off, shades drawn, and no music/tv/movies playing while I tremble in fear of the dread doorbell ding-dong. I still have a big bag of Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups to toss to those tiny masses if they invade, but I’m pretty sure those luscious snacks will be mine, ALL MINE, come November 1st. Bah! Humbug!
(But damn, aren’t those photos adorable!!)
If you’d like to see a recap of last year’s Halloween here in Morehouse, here ’tis. https://judydykstrabrown.com/2017/10/31/happy-halloween-from-morehouse-missouri/
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I must admit now, since you have come clean, that the “you” in this poem was you, forgottenman!
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Yup. I’d already figured that out.
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The year I got back from Ethiopia I couldn’t wait for Halloween. I promised my sister (who I lived with for a year) that I’d do all the running up and down stairs if she’d cooperate with Halloween. You had to go up a flight of stairs to get from the front door to the living room. Crazy house plans.
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