Halloween 2025

Step into the bloody path

The red moon passes through

A vampire lurks around

If you're lucky, you'll survive

 

Halloween Chills by: Denise M. Cocchiaro

On this night of spooks and gnomes

Of swooning leaves and cringing crones 

Of legends told from ear to ear

Of shrieking cats that grin and sneer

Over the hill and past the tree

A haunted house there said to be

With chill and mist to pierce your soul

And whispering winds to keep you cold

Heed the whispers straight from hell

To keep you safe from witchy spells

For through the night of devilish play

All who tread will rue the day