Let the Children Be



Children


'Twas Halloween night
and all through the sky,

The clouds hid the moon
as the bats glided by;

I was dressed all in white
in my mama's old sheet,

Walking with friends
down the ghost-haunted street.

Child

All the kids were dressed
in bright costumed array,

While flashlights and street lights
guided our way;

We giggled and laughed
as we hurried to each door,

Ringing or knocking,
then laughing some more.

Child

There were pumpkins aglow
and skeletons dangling,

Scarecrows and shadows
and silver chains clanging;

Grownups in masked faces
opened doors in greeting,

As we stood with our bags
and waited for treating.

Child

Some people say
that we should not have this night,

That too many kids are harmed
by the sights or the fright;

But it's the one time a year
when we can pretend to be

Someone else for a while,
not you ... not even me.

Child

Let them celebrate now,
as the bats glide on by,

For childhood is brief,
like the blink of an eye;

Listen to their laughter
and let the children be

Someone else for a while ...
not you and not even me.

~ Judith A. Lindberg ~



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