It's the eve of ghouls ...

When the younger souls

Prance around the streets

Looking for those treats



Collecting sweets in bags

Some go dressed in drag ...

Others wear white sheets

Thinking they look neat



But the best costume of all ...

Is the eyes clear and tongue cool

And beyond that - lies only the creation

Of colors ... tuned to the imagination ...



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

2:10pm Saturday, Oct. 31st, 1998