Who Will Trick-or-Treat With Me?
~author unknown~
 The first year she was a pumpkin
and she donned a bright orange smock.
Her daddy took her trick-or-treating,
though she had not learned to walk. |
The next year she was a bunny
and on one leg, she would hop
while her left ear stood up straight
and the right would swing and flop. |
Then a bride costume from Grandpa;
a long skirt and lacy blouse,
but she tripped over the train...
so daddy carried her to each house. |
 The fourth year brought us Lion King
and she roared both day and night.
She was either "Simba" or was "Nala."
(I never could get that right!) |
The next Halloween as she got dressed,
she just kept on asking why - -
if she was indeed "Supergirl,"
why then could she not fly? |
 Her sixth year, she was all in pink
protecting us all from danger,
as she kicked and "karate-chopped" the air
as "Kimberly, the Power Ranger."
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When she was seven, she wore a yellow gown.
She was "Beauty," to say the least,
insisting that her little sister,
by default, was the "Beast." |
In my heart I knew the time would come;
and this year our walk together ends.
She said, "it's not cool for mom to go;
I want to walk with all my friends."
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So, I'm figuring out what I will say;
rehearsing one excuse after another,
in case she notices the "ghost" behind her
walks a little bit like her mother!
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And I still have Halloweens to come;
my other daughter is only three.
What worries me is...when she grows up,
who will trick or treat with me? |
Source: Donna's Holidays and GrannyDancer's Holiday Home.
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LoriAnn
1:06 AM
