A tiny bride, with a veil
that was her mother’s
when we wed
White dress, white tights,
black school shoes,
her bouquet left in the car
her mind on the treats
this Halloween Night
Her first time walking to
darkened houses, bright lit ghouls
ghosts, jack-o-lanterns
Trick or Treat! she cried
and got treats each time
Her bag grew heavy,
heavier than her sisters’
the princess and ballerina.
Walking carefully on sidewalks,
front steps, push the bell,
wait patiently for the answer
of the denizens inside
say her thank you’s
move on down the street
to the next adventure
on the night of treats
October 31, 2006 21:59
(Raymond A. Foss)
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