Tricks: The Ghostly Neighborhood

Beneath the moon’s soft silver glow, A quiet village lies below. Windows warm with golden light, Yet whispers drift throughout the night.

On rooftops high and hills that bend, Faint, friendly phantoms softly blend. No tricks, no fright, just playful cheer, A ghostly charm that draws you near.

Through misty lanes and shadowed wood, Dwells peace within this neighborhood. A spectral dance, a gentle flight, Where spirits roam in calm delight.