The pumpkins don’t smile Until after They’ve had their brains scooped out. Then they are so simple On the stoops and in the open Doors of barns. But it is not the faces the children have Clumsily carved That makes them come alive. It is when, After the dark has fallen like a branch
Halloween
Halloween
Halloween
The pumpkins don’t smile Until after They’ve had their brains scooped out. Then they are so simple On the stoops and in the open Doors of barns. But it is not the faces the children have Clumsily carved That makes them come alive. It is when, After the dark has fallen like a branch