Peeking Through a Window in the Barn

Peeking through the window and what do I see, strange Halloween things one of them looking back at me.

I was caught being a voyeur but did not need to flee,

I watched on so curiously wondering what could be.

In a world that I created of creepy, crawly monsters and things that go bump in the night; I was lost in the feeling of Halloween and savored every minute, holding on tight.