The Witching Hour
See the pumpkins grinning on Halloween Night
See the black cat's fur stand up, tail fluffed in fright!
See the bats go flying by and a cloud flit across the moon
Feel the eerie silence descend upon the room
We sit around the table and wait for it to tap
To tell us that a ghost is near; we listen for his rap...
Rat-a-tat-tat! "Is there anybody there?"
Was that a ghostly footstep upon a creaking stair?
Rat-a-tat-tat! "Is somebody here?"
Hearts beating loudly, breath held in fear.
We watch the fire burning low
Scrying pictures as the embers glow.
Then we gather round the hearth to hear a spooky tale
Was that keening just the wind or a banshee's wail?
Was that a Shade that passed me by?
Or just a trick played by the eye?
Anything can happen - and we are ready for a fright
For it is the Witching Hour on Halloween Night!
By Marie Bruce