(Poem by Harry Behn, entitled Halloween)
Tonight is the night when dead leaves fly
Like witches on switches across the sky
When elf and sprite flit through the night
On a moony sheen, on a moony sheen!
Happy Halloween!
I don’t know about y’all, but I am going to have fun today…cause this vampire can survive both sunlight and motherhood. Especially when there’s candy involved.
