Underneath The Ancient Oak by Jan Smith at Spillwords.com

Underneath The Ancient Oak

Underneath The Ancient Oak

written by: Jan Smith



Underneath the ancient Oak
Let’s all gather this Halloween
Where legends tell a tale of gallows way up high
Lost souls draw near, spirits dance they say
Ancient whispers chill the bones
of those who dare to visit this night
Moonlight catches twisted branches
moody dark shadows move and sway…
We’ll hold hands, be brave as night draws black
and wait till first glimpse of dawn
to guide us back on our way…

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