'Twas the night of All Hallow's

the moon gave full light

the creatures came out

to stalk the clear night

The children lay hiding

under warm, wool blankets

peering out often

to check under the bed

The priestess lay sleeping

the priest was worn, too

It was a fine rite

held by craft good and true

The goddess was smiling

she bid the god life

He lay down for winter

and the passage of night

Trolls came out quietly

from under the pass

The fauns tred wood paths

by a stream made of glass

The trees did a last dance

before their long rest

the goblins did grin

they had passed a great test

They sought the traveller

who wandered by night

who had not the sense

to bring with them some light

But dawn comes so quickly

with much left undone

mischief unfinished

not enough time for fun

In the sun's rising light

the dead return home

The ghosts circle graves

the earth is quite warm

The lantern has gone out

the pumpkin is cold

The sweets are by beds

for the children to hold.