Halloween is the holiday closest to my heart. A season without the hustle and bustle of other far more celebrated holidays. The ones highly associated with commercialism, a gaggle of stressors, the swift loss of patience, and skyrocketing bank account balances.
a late night stroll
beneath a full Hunters moon
a season to go mad for, as it shall cease fairly soon
Enjoy the remainder of the month long celebration, my Fall-weathered treasures.
Don't let the spooks get to you, and don't forget to pick up every stitch.
With Halloween comes little stress, and heaps of spooky musings
the tricks and treats
the unsuspecting scares
the tender lumplings everywhere
the witching hours
the warm jack-o'-lanterns glow
an eerie tale of Poe just short of the evening's rest
those flickering lights
the sounds of ghosts, ghouls
and bumps in the night
a black and orange frosted cake
the haunty houses
sprinkled with golden leaves to rake
the spooks, hobgoblins,
and long-legged beasts
saddle up to the banquet and indulge in the feast
a late night stroll
beneath a full Hunters moon
a season to go mad for, as it shall cease fairly soon
the fun and abandon
a rich, dark cabernet
leave the world behind you
to be an 'otherbeing' this day
to be an 'otherbeing' this day
Enjoy the remainder of the month long celebration, my Fall-weathered treasures.
Don't let the spooks get to you, and don't forget to pick up every stitch.
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