This chilly Halloween evening ride,
And with your cold, breathe down my back
Scares the living but not the dead; I look
Backwards into my mirror to see
Who is there―boo!
©2016, Olan L. Smith
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This chilly Halloween evening ride,
And with your cold, breathe down my back
Scares the living but not the dead; I look
Backwards into my mirror to see
Who is there―boo!
©2016, Olan L. Smith