This is the pirate costume China made,that Walmart sold, that some little brat turned his nose up at
because he wanted to be the Incredible Hulk.
This is the pirate costume donated to a thrift shop,
still in the bag, along with ridiculous knick-knacks
and a suit his mother had outgrown, that waited on a hanger
in the middle of the state until I found it one day,
took a chance that it might fit, and took it home to
my grandson. This is what he'll wear tomorrow night,
jagged pants' legs dragging (it's a little big) and an undershirt
to hold back the chilly, decidedly non-Florida weather
that will have herds of trick-or-treaters hiding
expensive, cheaply-made costumes they whined for
under jackets so that noone can even see them. But we're still
supposed to hand them candy, whether they've entertained
us or not, without them even having to ask. They're all pirates,
in a way, but only for one night a year. Hopefully.
(c) Ellen Gillette, 2012
Don't know what to say to this one - a bit melancholy. What do you think there is about Halloween that appeals to us? The revelry isn't new to these times - just applied American excess. But I delight to see the delight on kids faces - and adults being children again. It's that simple for me.
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