Poetry Day 10: Magic of the Night

When the moon rises in the sky
The magic of the night comes alive
The cackling witches fly by
And the ghouls have arrived

With the tick of the clock
And the swish of a hand
The skeletons begin to knock
And the wolves begin to stand

As the ghosts fly high
And the living play dead
The creatures let out a powerful cry
A beautiful night of magic lies ahead

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