To Trick or Treat
At first the fear overshadows the light
Strangers and foreign images loom high
Shifting glances, nervous whispers a flight
Looks from innocent faces, the long sigh
Cooling coals of life receive gentle stirs
Receptive smiles and angel voices sound
Sweet songs of memory generate words
Young tender hearts mingle with faint and bound
An exchange is made of silent message
Gifts shared between the elder and younger
Memories of old dreams and rites passage
New appreciation and sparked hunger
Though doubt and perceived hindrance entered
A divine service to both is rendered.
Copyrights @ G. Jones 2001
Author's Comments:
"This is a sonnet I wrote after taking my sixth graders to a retirement home for Halloween. The experience was very moving and I decided to do it every year.
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