Uploaded on October 31, 2011
“You’re Jack!” said a cat to a pirate bold.
“You’re Jill!” said Captain Jack.
Then everyone guessed who everyone was—
Except one little ghost in back.
One little ghost who trailed along
As friendly as he could be,
But very hard to guess about—
He was often so hard to see.
He wouldn’t talk, that one little ghost,
All he said was “Oooo! Oooo! Oooo!”
And he didn’t eat any kind of treat,
Which was most unusual, too.
And when all the others took off their masks,
All that little ghost did, was steal
Up the hill toward the haunted house—
So maybe—he—really—was—real!
—Kathryn Jackson
The Golden Book of 365 Stories
10.31.2023: Halloween is different now.