It's a night for gobblins, ghouls and creatures of many types.
Halloween screams through the moon with spooky delight.
The clouds roll in swallowing sky sparkling twilight.
Drops begin to fall cleansing the air once filled with fright.
In a distance reveals a mystical lady that truly is a pretty sight.
It's no witch you see, but the Rain Girl whom has taken flight.
She's casting spells to help people fall in love tonight!

I'm sorry I haven't been on much
Life outside of AP has been consuming my time! Anyway this was a beautiful poem to log on and see!






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