Halloween Conjuring’s
Contributed by Nan Potts
I recall at Halloween time,
When kids and their folks,
Would dress in their prime
As ghouls, ghosts and witches,
A nonsensical mime.
Made-up we were, prowling around,
Hero’s and villains,
Witches abound,
We, having great fun,
Our glory, resound.
Halloween, as history goes,
Has a conjuring,
Most everyone knows,
And with various themes,
Some cultures juxtapose.
Yet, Halloween glowed for us kids,
A time to act out,
Our mystical ids,
And frolic for treasure,
Scurrying home when time bids.
I have observed, Halloween change,
It’s now “insulting”,
Evil, wicked — strange,
Odd, to hear from adults,
Who once played this exchange.
Why would folks wish to revolt,
A kid’s right to play,
And squash our eve’s bolt?
Who traded innocents,
Let kids be, devilish dolt!