Thirteen Days of Halloween

The day had been given as delight. If beauty is rewarded, the moment won a very loving prize. Autumn colors filled the landscape while winter approaches from the horizon. Everything surrounded this tree of life and luck had found pleasure in the unlucky and superstitious. Orange faded into red, black was interwoven. David was a cat lover, Megan loved bats.

David referenced a picture that Megan had taken.

"An entire festivity of pumpkins." David said. "That could be a market. Are you planning to bring that back?"

Megan chuckled, one could not possible pack up everything as though packing a neighborhood.

The moment twinkled, its twinkling existed a lambent aspect of the landscape. One had mixed these objects into a cauldron of magic. Pumpkins, autumn, black cats, bats. David thought of his deceased relative in the candlelit night. A light seemed to appear from nowhere. The moon was full though the light didn't come from the moon.

"We need to think of something to memorialize the beauty of this scene." Megan suggested. "These objects, the time...."

"Lounging around like a cat on a pumpkin, flying amongst the tree like a bat." He noted. "The R.I.P. Candlelight?" He guessed. "This time is certain to kill you in its pleasantry, you gotta love it. Their's no opposition to its power. It just glistens."

"Is it a trick of nature?" Megan questioned. "Is it a treat of the senses?"

The thought haunted both as its substance called for a title.

"It's like candy." David added. "The children will come around looking for such a sweet delight."

The best both could do was to enjoy the company with the other. The picture is so balanced, so alluring. A soft breeze swept throughout though no one could see the wind. The sensation simply cooled the skin and evoked enjoyment. Sometimes, an artist must simply use silence to portray a great piece of art...

Everything rests under the bat.
React as shadow of its black.
We think forever of that chat.
Find yourself evermore on track.

Eat pumpkin and lounge like a cat.
Great fun found in the artifacts,
we muse over the pleasant spat.
Good times look and think to react.

This splendid time of fall gave more to the partaker. Thinking of its attributes thinks of fun and enjoyment. These overlapping features give some particular warmth to the individual and we love this event.

Both looked at the other and figured it out.

"Trick or treat. Halloween... Happy Halloween!"txt