Beautiful she is, without a fear <br />The midnight moon rises high, <br />Now it is full and clear <br />Her silver eyes flash about, dark hair flaring out <br /> <br />She glances over her shoulder <br />No creature dare moves in her path, <br />Save for the black Raven birds <br />Her magical familiars <br /> <br />Silky strands of magic release, <br />Wavering through the air, <br />Before disappearing <br />The night shall be long, and the magic longer <br />Before the moons light dare cease <br /> <br />All holds still on this haunting night, <br />A vision to those who behold it <br />Her own little memories fade away <br />As the haunted night, turns into an ordinary day <br /> <br />The year goes by, no sign of the beautiful woman <br />The night comes and she finally returns, Ravens still following her presence <br />All Hallows Eve is here once more, letting her magic return <br />Moonlight rises once more, as those silver eyes dare all to quietness, yet again<br /><br />Jessica Millsaps<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/halloweens-last-gift/
