Treasure Island

Morgan Ederer

(8-11-93 / illions)

Halloween


The cold breeze the smell in the air the cold is comming we
know its time for are favorite holiday
halloween
we get ready
buying candy, decorating
and the best buying costums
skipping around with bags in are
hands knocking on doors
saying are favorite words
'Trick-or-treat'
we get are sweets
as some people watch movies
we all have are fun on hallow's eve
as the coldrens brew the kids
pretend to fly into the night
intell its late and
mom and dad say
lets go home
then night of fun is
over

Submitted: Tuesday, October 25, 2005
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  • Mary Nagy (11/7/2005 6:20:00 PM)

    Very sweet poem capturing a childs vision of Halloween. Sincerely, Mary (Report) Reply

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