Halloween Night
The evening was good
Watching the full moon
Rise behind the half bare
Branches of the
Neighbor’s trees as
Kids in costumes dug
Through the giant
Bowl of candy.
Sitting on the turquoise
Benches beneath the
Party lights hanging
From old gnarly
Dogwood trees our
Circle gradually growing
As friends gravitated
Like moths to flame.
Cool breeze of the
Late October night
Blowing the bonfire
Smells of wood
Burning from up the
Hill in the cul de sac
Recalling candied
Memories of days gone by.
Little connections of
Community weaving joy
Into the tapestry
Of my life making me
Long to drink in this
Magic to be poured
Out on thirsty days
That lie ahead.
A neighbor asked
If I was doing well and
Knowing what he
Referred to I replied
With a simple yes but
thought “4 years out”
Aiming for 5 without
Relapse is my goal.
One more year to go to celebrate another anniversary of my life.