I take from my sack a memory of the past
a friend that had never seen Halloween
wanting to give him an experience that would last
taking our children, he stood between
Short and in a costume he fit right in
although senior citizen, he appeared a child
he held out his bag to those within
his goodies higher and higher piled
Holding out his sack, hair on his hands back
All the children were now asked to take off their masks
He lifted his hood, paint or face covering he did lack
looking at him, take off your mask the candy giver asks
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Online)
- Published: October 23rd, 2024 04:28
- Category: Unclassified
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This is unfortunately both very sad, and very well scripted .. and of course, it happens all too often .. I know a couple of individuals who got burnt and very badly as kids and I still hurt for them .. Neville
Thanks Neville and to make it more sad is when a person is just burnt by bone deep ugliness. Thanks for the read and most kind comment always appreciated
Very well written! Great work
Thank you so much Neilton
Masks we permanently bear! Oh wow 🤩
Thanks Cryptic yes some beautiful some ugly some frightful some fanciful every day is a Halloween
I thought it was Santa turning up early! lol.
No kid would sit on that Santa's lap. Thanks Orchi
Ahh, so it was not some fat beardy bloke in a red costume and welly boots! lol.
Powerful work. Felt this.
Thanks Thomas appreciate it
wow - a beautiful though heart rending poem. great work
Thank you Nafisa for your kind words of encouragement
always welcome. look forward to your literary masterpieces, and wish i was as creative as most of you..
We all wear different masks depending on what we are doing in our lives soren.
Andy
So true Andy and sometimes we wear multiple masks at one time. This is when things get confusing and problems occur. Thanks so much for the read my friend
Incredibly sad and powerful, having worked with children my whole life I always teach them it's ok to be different, but it's only normal that sometimes it's quite scary too, I felt this one deeply, a wonderful lesson in here for all. 🌹
Thanks Teddy for the read and kind comment. Your encouragement is most appreciated my friend
A fine write, Soren. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks so much Tom for the read and encouragement
Human cruelty on display. Disgusting every time. Thank you so much for writing this! It needs to be heard! Tragic this happened, but beautiful you were there to witness it and raise awareness through art. I often say, beware what you say or how you act, because you never know when you'll show up in a poem! LOL! A most excellent, heart-crushing, write. Thank you for sharing!
Thank you Tristan I appreciate your sensitivity to the issue and your highly regarded comment it is deeply valued. In this case, fortunately the receiver of the slight was a better person than the giver and laughed it off.
You are most welcome! Good to hear! That's all one can do sometimes!
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