I wrote this during my ethics class to pass the time.
The sky is on fire behind the trees
Their skeletons softly creak
They dance for the spirits of the dead
As the wind whispers their names
Bonfires lit in their honor
Masks worn to keep them away
Samhain under autumn skies
Keep the memories of the dead
Flames into ashes into dusk
Black bones in autumn
Flames into ashes into dusk
Black bones in winter
The sky is on fire behind the trees
Their skeletons softly creak
They dance for the spirits of the dead
As the wind whispers their names
Bonfires lit in their honor
Masks worn to keep them away
Samhain under autumn skies
Keep the memories of the dead
Flames into ashes into dusk
Black bones in autumn
Flames into ashes into dusk
Black bones in winter
hellocupcake:
ooooh i like
hellocupcake:
thanks :]