A Different Halloween

Well, Halloween’s different this year –

More things that are real we must fear

And with no trick or treat

There’s no junk I can eat

So of candy corn I can stay clear.

 

Home and stoop decorations are few

And there’s hardly a costume on view.

When I walked down the street

I expected to meet

Little kids in their dress-up debut.

 

Chalk it up to another thing lost

And I wonder – what will be the cost?

Will we snap back real fast

Or will somberness last?

For the former, my fingers are crossed.