White flakes drift down.
It is a cold one this night.
The spider webs are laden with snow.
The children are excited,
as they bundle up under their costumes.
The parents sigh
and look for mittens and scarves.
After all candy waits for everyone.
White flakes drift down.
It is a cold one this night.
The spider webs are laden with snow.
The children are excited,
as they bundle up under their costumes.
The parents sigh
and look for mittens and scarves.
After all candy waits for everyone.
Saturn's Premier Poet 