Dearest child of mine
to day was a good day
Close to Halloween
must not miss the
tricking of the treat
to kiss the delving
of the hand in bag
The treat so sweet
upon your tongue
happy grasp
all that you can
few more day's
You will run with they
whom spread such
rare delight in seeing
little people grow so
bright knowing no thought
inside each bowl
until your bag is full
You now spread
your happiness out
or your tummy
will ac-ke or so it's told
Yet I to when once upon a child
ignored such advice eat
be merry happy inside
for three hundred sixty four days
must you wait for your treats
Happy gathering just don't miss
From I your loving Father
Uloia Norris Moore
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