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’Twas the Evening of Samhain

© 1999, 2005 c.e. by Cather Steincamp

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’Twas the evening of Samhain, and all through the place
Were Pagans preparing the ritual space.
The candles were set in the corners with care,
In hopes that the Watchtowers soon would be there.
We all had our robes on, as is habitual
And had just settled down and were starting our ritual
When out on the porch there arose such a chorus
That we went to the door, and waiting there for us
Were children in costumes of various kinds
With visions of chocolate bright in their minds.

In all of our workings, we’d almost forgot,
But we had purchased candy, we’d purchased a LOT
And so, as they flocked from all over the street,
They all got some chocolate or something else sweet.
We didn’t think twice of delaying our rite,
Kids just don’t have this much fun every night.
For hours they came, with the time-honored schtick,
Of giving a choice: a treat or a trick.
As is proper, the parents were there for the games,
Watching the children and calling their names.
“On Vader, On Leia,
On Dexter and DeeDee,
On Xena, on Buffy,
On Casper and Tweety!
To the block of apartments on the neighboring road
You’ll get so much candy, you’ll have to be towed!”

The volume of children eventually dropped,
And as it grew darker, it finally stopped.
But as we prepared to return to our rite,
One child more stepped out of the night.
She couldn’t have been more than twelve or thirteen.
Her hair was deep red, and her robe, forest green
With a simple gold cord tying off at the waist.
She’d a staff in her hand and a smile on her face.
No make-up, nor mask, or accompanying kitsch,
So we asked who she was; she replied, “A Witch!
And no, I don’t fly through the sky on my broom,
I only use that thing for cleaning my room.
My magical powers aren’t really that neat,
And I won’t threaten tricks; I’ll just ask for a treat.”
We found it refreshing, so we gave incense cones,
A candle, a crystal, a few other stones,
And the rest of the candy which might fill a van
She turned to her father, a man dressed as Pan
And laughed, “Yes, I know, Dad, it’s past time for bed,”
And started to leave, but she first turned and said,
“I’m sorry for further delaying your rite.
Blessed Samhain to all, and a magical night.”


Copyright © 1999, 2005 c.e., Cather Steincamp. Reposted by permission.

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