Gaslight

 
 
 
I calmly go inside to dim the lights,
All Hallows’ Eve, my favorite time of year.
My home’s an old Victorian by night
To meet & greet the ghosts & goblins here.
 
The mood of gaslight adds a mystery;
I calmly go inside to dim the lights.
The evening’s like my favorite China tea,
Each child who visits me is my delight.
 
Selecting younger ones as tender bites,
They quickly disappear in little cakes.
I calmly go inside to dim the lights,
Enticing those who come with treats I bake.
 
I shine my pumpkin grin down on my prey,
The wide-eyed children run in fear & flight.
What oft the gods will give soon take away,
I calmly go inside to dim the lights.