"On Halloween, the witches fly
like wilted leaves across the sky.
Although I don't believe in witches
who wear tall hats and live in ditches,
still I am glad that there's a day
when broomsticks have a chance to play."
Found this poem MANY, MANY years ago.
HAPPY SAMHAIN, HAPPY HALLOWEEN
"On Halloween, the witches fly
like wilted leaves across the sky.
Although I don't believe in witches
who wear tall hats and live in ditches,
still I am glad that there's a day
when broomsticks have a chance to play."
Found this poem MANY, MANY years ago.
HAPPY SAMHAIN, HAPPY HALLOWEEN