At some schools
kids dream of ghost, witches, and ghouls.
that's what some dream at some schools.
When it is haloween night
Little kids must fight,
fight their fears.
Some end up
crying with falling tears.
Some have parties.
Little Timmy is dressed up as a pirate
he walks around saying.
'Argh. Me Harties! '
When you go to your arparment
in the tower.
You turn on the water,
and take a shower.
You stand beside your bed
You look outside.
suddenly your scared.
You feel somthing run past you.
then someone, or something,
comes up behind you and says,
'BOO! '
You jump and say, 'Don't do that! '
you turn around
and there are red eyes staring at you.
Hey little mam, this is very beautiful one from you.....I like it...
i like the way how u tried to make it rhyme. and the way u described halloween in the beginning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Clever little poem here with a good imagination Keep writing and reading lofts of poem+++++++10 regards