Behind frosted glass and wicked arches they hide
They leap they scurry they fly upon the dark winds of the night.
And tonight clouds reign above the orange yellow sun
And everything turns murky as little faces peer through the looking glass
And into which they see the marks on the wood
The faces between trees, between shadows
And the house down the lane is alight
Alight with the spirits that roam this Halloween.
Happy Halloween!!! 🎃👻📚