Halloween

By M.B. 4

Halloween

Joyful children run up and down the streets,

the house get bombarded with trick or treats,

To the children the amount of candy seems endless,

but the endlessness is just a facade,

The more the children poke and prod through the seemingly endless candy,

the more it disappears,

The day after...

Only a few morsels remain...

Now the candy is gone, for now,

until Halloween comes again.