The Samhanach is Coming

by KA Opperman

                                                                          watercolor by Marge Simon

O child, beware the chilly air,
October twilights numbing;
When leaves fall red and fields are dead—
The Samhanach is coming.

With pumpkin grin and wrinkled skin,
It wakes on Hallows Even
To roam the night by lantern-light,
A goblin few believe in.

But well you should, for when the wood
At dusk begins to darken,
It takes a child, down elf-roads wild,
Where none to screams can hearken....

O child, take heed of what you read
In books to mold succumbing;
Though known by few, old tales are true—
The Samhanach is coming.

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