Frightening aspects of a Halloween design and costume,
lighting up faces of many youngsters out and about.
Enjoying themselves, being included in the mirth of
holiday festivities, not there myself, wanting to be
alone to write.
Little ones walking by, smiling as I smile back, just
enjoying the peace and calm being held closely inside
right now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Halloween is the day of little ones..............their smiles so cute............very poetic...thanks