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All Hallow’s Eve will soon be here—
A time when our two worlds come near.
They roam our world for just one night—
And you may fear until it’s light.
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K.M. Hayes is a freelance writer from Gainesville, FL.
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God bless you for writing this! Indeed: A warning. But also a joyous proclamation: Jesus is King! Now and forever!
Thank you for the excellent poetic history lesson, Margaret. May courage not fail us.
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An eerie poetic intro to a night of fright. BOO!
Perfect quatrain, Kevin, with each line contributing a new and profound idea to the whole. The last line seems “light,” but keeps up the mystery by its seemingly trivial permission to fear.
Three qualified nurses can’t be wrong, but you, Kevin, could have done better.
I’m a doctor, coach.
It’s short, spooky, and good, Kevin.