Hollow Halloween Poem by Carolyn Brunelle

Halloween is part of my heritage I suppose.
Mom had fun doing it for the kids and went all out.
For awhile my Halloween wood crafts sold well
but then popularity went to hell so I moved on
to create a Halloween Porch.

Everybody loved the lights and candles
the glittering colors and decorations
and of course the generous treats
all wrapped in individual gift bags;
special ones for the littlest and first timers.

Older teens wanted their pictures taken
with the fiber optic pumpkins;
parents enjoyed their children ogling
all the bright lights, so entranced
they forgot all about the 'trick or treat'.

Most, appreciated and enjoyed the display and said so.
They came in triple digits for years before haunted houses,
holiday events at the mall, and home parties changed it all.
Less than 20 showed last year and nailed the coffin shut,
so the lights are out this year; it's a hollow Halloween.