Poem for Little One’s First Halloween
Warm, fleecy unicorn
and her silver horn
in the dark window.
Playing with Papa,
admiring Grammy’s light-up earrings,
waiting for her cousins.
Next year, she’ll walk with them,
taller, faster, in a new guise.
Haiku for an Empty Candy Bowl on the Porch upon Returning Home
We were not home, but
left candy out, knowing that
one child might take all.
Haiku from my Dog on Halloween Night
Too loud, too many–woof!
Or let me out to play–woof!
I’ll run wild, like you!