evening of Samhain, and all through the place
Were Pagans preparing the ritual space.
The candles were set in the corners with care,
In hopes that the Watchtowers soon would be there.
We all had our robes on, as is habitual
And had just settled down and were starting our ritual
When out on the porch there arose such a chorus
That we went to the door, and waiting there for us
Were children in costumes of various kinds
With visions of chocolate bright in their minds.
In all of our
workings, wed almost forgot,
But we had purchased candy, wed purchased a LOT
And so, as they flocked from all over the street,
They all got some chocolate or something else sweet.
We didnt think twice of delaying our rite,
Kids just dont have this much fun every night.
For hours they came, with the time-honored schtick,
Of giving a choice: a treat or a trick.
As is proper, the parents were there for the games,
Watching the children and calling their names.
"On Vader, On Leia,
On Dexter and DeeDee,
On Xena, on Buffy,
On Casper and Tweety!
To the block of apartments on the neighboring road
Youll get so much candy, youll have to be towed!"
The volume of
children eventually dropped,
And as it grew darker, it finally stopped.
But as we prepared to return to our rite,
One child more stepped out of the night.
She couldnt have been more than twelve or thirteen.
Her hair was deep red, and her robe, forest green
With a simple gold cord tying off at the waist.
Shed a staff in her hand and a smile on her face.
No make-up, nor mask, or accompanying kitsch,
So we asked who she was; she replied, "A Witch!
And no, I dont fly through the sky on my broom,
I only use that thing for cleaning my room.
My magical powers arent really that neat,
And I wont threaten tricks; Ill just ask for a treat."
We found it refreshing, so we gave incense cones,
A candle, a crystal, a few other stones,
And the rest of the candy which might fill a van
She turned to her father, a man dressed as Pan
And laughed, "Yes, I know, Dad, its past time for bed,"
And started to leave, but she first turned and said,
"Im sorry for further delaying your rite.
Blessed Samhain to all, and a magical night."