The boy wakes up for school all excited
He’s dressing up for Hallowe’en, his spirit ignited
Of what the day will bring at his school
And the night when he collects his haul
The day brings games and gifts galore
Bobbing apples made him laugh all the more
Toffee apples and fighting dragons
He laughs and plays with friends onwards
After the games he’s played that day
Off home for more ghostly games
His parents have a party for him and his friends
He hopes this day shall never end
Trick or treat for an hour he does
Back he comes with a haul he loves
Dressed as a ghost was he all day
With holes on the sheet to see what may
He sleeps now soundly in bed
Not scared of monsters or the undead
His tummy full of food and fizzy pop
He dreams are fun, this child’s Hallowe’en not yet stopped
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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