The trees rattle with smoky memories
All hallows eve
Bonfires blaze up
In hearts of long ago
Little foragers
Traipsing woods for fairy fire
The goblins breathing trepidation
At our necks
Shadowing our garnering
Deep darkness swallowing our banter
Nipping our bravado
All hallows eve
You serenaded ghoulish wind
And pelting rain
Those lyrics that you treasured
Weathering all those years
I search them now
Sifting shadows
But I have scattered up the words
Left some back there in the forest
They swirl and echo miry mist
Just beyond my reach
And your sweet song
Gone with the gypsies 
Lost to childhood
Stolen by time




Sara Mathews     October 2019