Halloween Poems for Children

By Josie Whitehead

Pointed Witch Hat
Pointed Witch Hat
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By Josie Whitehead

Witching Hour (The)
Pointed Witch Hat
Pointed Witch Hat

There’s a chapel in the valley, 
  On the road to Ballahoon,
And the graves are glistening softly
   In the shimmer of the moon.

The yew trees cast black shadows 
  And the owl hoots from a tree –
But, I am quickly heading home.  
  It’s not the place for me!

There’s a clock upon the bell tower
   And it chimes the midnight hour;
And the tiny bats are well awake, 
   Not drowsing in the tower.

The music from the dark graveyard
    Emits its mournful strains,
And the skeletons rise up and dance 
   And loudly rattle chains.

The ghosts and witches now arrive 
   And make a mirthful throng –
And the atmosphere’s augmented  
    By a ghastly, ghoulish song.

It’s best to stay inside your homes, 
    Away from such a scene –
And you’ll understand the reason 
    When I say it’s Halloween.

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