Halloween, yards and windows
decorated with electronic
haunted houses and plastic graves
is over, Trick-or-Treat squads gone.
Half the leaves, judging by what’s left,
red, brown, and gold, have fallen.
There’s something about those groups
of costumed kids, parents lurking,
who ring the bell and stand there mute,
no shouts of Trick or Treat!
The world’s changed. Recovery room;
draped attendants; families.