In the old cemetery Halloween night,
The low moon was full and bright,
But intermittently obscured by thin wispy clouds.
And

CEMETERY SCENE:

‘Twas late in the evening

One Halloween

When I happened

upon this scene

Being lowered into a grave

The other side of Halloween...

Autumn cast its pallet
over Summer's ripened fruit
as harvest bares the fields once more

It’s late this night of Halloween

I’m lost and quite alone

Walking down an empty street

To find my way back