Spooks
There's a goblin at my window,
A monster by my door.
The pumpkin at my table
Keeps on smiling more and more.
There's a ghost who haunts my bedroom,
A witch whose face is green.
They used to be my family,
Till they dressed for Halloween.
- by Sandra Liatsos
There's a goblin at my window,
A monster by my door.
The pumpkin at my table
Keeps on smiling more and more.
There's a ghost who haunts my bedroom,
A witch whose face is green.
They used to be my family,
Till they dressed for Halloween.
- by Sandra Liatsos
I chose this poem, because Halloween and all things associated with it truly intrigue me in a way no other holiday does. The weather, the festivities, dressing up and having a connection to one of the many beings of the supernatural. Witches, goblins, ghosts, werewolves, vampires and the list can go on. Contrary to popular belief, I do not believe that Halloween is a demonic, devil's holiday. I do however believe that Halloween is a powerful day. I think it's the day that our world and the world beyond somehow overlap each other, and all things that do not seem possible in this one particular day nothing is impossible.
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