A Halloween Poem, reproduced on an antique postcard


It has been unseasonably cold, and my thoughts are starting to skip past Halloween to the iron days of November. If it keeps up like this, the trick-or-treaters will have to stuff their costumes into their overcoats.

(EDIT: In case I wasn't clear, the postcard is antique, but the poem is new.)


david said...

What a delightful postcard. I almost thought the poem was "antique" too.

The Threshold People said...

Thank you. :)