Halloween Night

There's no wind, no people around. But, I have heard an uncanny sound. The slides of the windows danced As stormy winds upon it pranced. The waning moon has lost its ray For the lack of light so to say. A large winged nocturnal bird Stretched its wings moon-ward. Was there anybody breathing just Behind my shoulder and burst Into laughter invisibly right then? I saw a shadow near windowpane. A sudden whirl entered into room. Astonished I noticed a flying broom. A pumpkin-faced witch hovered in The air with her old wrinkled skin. Such a face I haven't ever seen, Before this night of Halloween.