‘The Wind in the Trees’ – a Halloween poem by one of the gentlemen we support

Gary, one of the lovely gentlemen we support loves writing poetry.  For Halloween this year, he has written this poem called ‘Wind in the Trees’, which he is happy for us to share with you. We hope you enjoy reading it!

‘Wind in the Trees’ by Gary

As Hallows’ Eve does rushes

The wind through trees ‘n’ bushes,

As lights in houses filter out,

Let there be no doubt

That demons are at play,

Once, and once again, as the night relieves day.

Maniacs ‘n’ ghouls,

Through foggy avenues ‘n’ schools,

Sleep tight and never cast aside

The hollow where evil hides,

Watching, waiting,

Forever anticipating…

Yes, remember to keep inside,

Where you are secure and in kind

Where you belong…

…as the stranger whistles a tuneless song.

They cometh in darkly October waves,

As nightly dusk and cold parades,

Pervades, invades.

For tonight, they come home

From the fog, each alone,

Watching, waiting…

…anticipating.

Beware – Old Hallows’ Eve,

When the wind hits the trees,

Be sure to lock doors secure

For that might just provide a cure,

Yet, still, we’ll flinch from the solemn knock,

By a fist hard as rock,

Get ready ‘n’ beware, for he’s alone there – outside…

…watching, waiting,

Forever anticipating.