The moon has risen
the sun has gone away
the goblins are roaming
now is the time to play
In the woods
picking up sticks
marshmallows over a fire
combined with trail mix
Moon eclipses
darkest of night
ghost stories are told
small screams of fright
Inside a tent
all snuggled in bed
sounds of an owl
causing nightmares to dread
Frost in the morning
time to go home
goblins laughing
memories when they are grown
copyright 2022 Debbie Pierce
Piper's Adventures 
Not to discount the fun and excitement in the mix, before all is said and done, this becomes all about survival.
Very enjoyable poem, Debbie!
So true. Survival is essential. Thank you. Have a wonderful day!
Beautiful lines 😍 well shared 🥰 thanks 👍
Thank you. Have a wonderful day!
It’s my pleasure 🥰 do read my stories 🤠
Good morning. I have read some of your stories. You are good writer. Thanks for sharing. Have a wonderful day!
Thank you