The house of no one at all Sits at the top of the hill The windows are gone the paint worn, chipped off The stories run wild The ghost of a dead child Roams the house at night Staying freakishly out of sight Black cats and witches on brooms Seen meandering dark rooms Heavy pounding on the walls It seems count Dracula calls Creaky floors and eerie lights Give candy beggars a scary fright Soft whispers heard in the halls Eyes stare from art on the walls Sticky spider webs hang

Cleo slithered through cornstalks Her coat as black as night Huge orange Hercules grinned His toothless mouth open   Strangers would be coming Witches goblins ghosts Superman Supergirl Flash Dracula our nightmarish host Casper playing the organ With such an eerie flair Candles light the pathway Shadows dance in the air Cleo and Hercules made a pact Not to be too scared this year Some costumes are awful scary Snowball barked,   "but not real". Strangers held their flashlights

That day in the woods when the wolf met the dragon and they both circled round and round showing their claws …Wolf said to Dragon… “I see a fire in your eye, dear. Join my pack and we’ll rule by your wings and my jaws.” Dragon wisped smoke rings up north of the stars, stretched her wings so they covered the sky …said Dragon to Wolf… “You’re the moon in my coffee. Teach me to howl and I’ll teach you to fly.” By: The Whimsical Writer/Mom/Library Lady, Ruth Lee