Howling ghosts take to the wind
After dark, where shadows send
People rushing to their beds
Pillows there to hide their heads
Yesterday, no more a friend

Haunted images surround
Autumn’s glory, all around
Leaves are tossed; no one knows why
Laughter fills the nighttime sky
Only children find the way
Where witches and goblins play
Eerie voices lead to where
Echoes taunt the souls who dare
Need a true , good natured scare

© 2007 - Jill Eisnaugle's Poetry Collection