Poems and Poetry

When Every Day Is Halloween | A Poem by Donal Mahoney

It used to bother me
to see odd people
leapfrog parking meters
and shout every day
is Halloween until
I realized I’m as odd as
they are, always will be.

That’s the way it is.
Not much I can do about it.

On Halloween I ring doorbells
without a mask or costume
and whisper “Trick or Treat.”
My neighbors do not know me.
We may never meet.
If they put candy in my bag,
I say nothing more than “Boo!”

That’s the way it is.
Not much they can do about it.

In time you learn to live
with who you are even if
both of you are strangers
who may never meet.
Normal people are the ones
you have to keep an eye on.
People with monocles are fine.

That’s the way it is.
Not much I can do about it.

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