The last day of October

Standing on the decor-covered, pumpkin-clad

Porch, you tug on your favourite warm slippers and reach

Out for the web-covered door. Just a moment of needed silence.

Outside, the party continues, and though the

Kids are ruining the peace of the early night,

You smile as they run through those fallen, decaying leaves. 

Shouts come from the garden as the wind howls. You wrap up tight and

Everyone rushes inside, knocking over the punch bowl, like and

Avalanche of nylon and itchy fabrics. Children throw off their pointy hats and

Swarm the fireplace, their flushed faces relaxing in the warmth. The last day of

October draws in, and as you drag the heavy curtains to a close, the

Night seems to wink 'see you soon'.