Silken trails of light

Shine on forest floor

Moon’s glow is not bright

On path to Evermore

.

Harvest-plenty, there

Celebration grand

Flying through the air

Or walking hand-in-hand

.

All Hallows is nigh

When all will receive

Bright blessings, on high

On All Hallows Eve

.

Wee ones in masks

Exclaiming with glee

As grown-ups tend tasks

Beneath ancient tree

.

The fire is now lit

The feast may begin

Let everyone sit

Together again

.

With reverence and awe

Their heads, they do bow

They give thanks for all

The earth has endowed

.

Glasses, now tinkling

Voices, now merry

Bakers, now sprinkling

Sugar on berries

.

All is so festive

Beneath that old tree

Afterwards, restive

The kids want to flee

.

They run to each bower

They shout, “Trick or treat!”

Every good fairy

Gives sweet treats to eat

.

When the sun rises

When everyone’s spent

Through with surprises

All happy they went

.

They take to the path

Retracing their route

To home and to nap

Things to dream about

.

Until the next harvest

Until the next feast

Fairies, all star-kissed

To say the least

.

10-21-15  .  t.r. cardinet ©

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