When the clock strikes, and the world is asleep, Into the night the spirit's creep. Through the veil between worlds, thin and frail, Comes the enchantment of the Halloween tale.
Witches on broomsticks, soaring high, Underneath the star-kissed sky. Ghost whispering secrets in the breeze, And skeletons rattling their keys.
The witching hour, a time of power, Unleashed in this spectral bower. A celebration of the strange and unseen, a tribute to all things Halloween.
A Happy Hallows to you all.
We at the Casa du Borghese has it's carved pumpkins ready, and candy for tonight. I'm getting home early for the night. Stop by if you dare, I'd be curious if you take the trick or the treat?
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Happy Halloween, dear!
ReplyDeleteIt's blackout night over here.
ReplyDeleteHappy Halloween!
ReplyDeleteI'll have to say that pumpkin is very appropriate!
XOXO
Just today I learned that leftover candy is considered real food.
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