Six years ago, my costume wardrobe was huge. I still have a few boxes up in the attic of the garage, but for some reason, when I’m called upon to locate a costume or find one for myself, I come up empty.  This poem sort of reveals the dilemma of a retired theatre person.

Clothes for a pirate, a sword and hat too –
Some mermaids, a puppy, a high button shoe –
A cowboy, a jail bird, and Winnie the Pooh.
Hair of all sorts even red, orange and blue –
Moustaches and sideburns, there’s beards in there too.
The choices are many so what should I do?

I could dress up like Elvis or old Captain Hook,
I might even try something else from a book.
There’s Buffalo Bill, Twiddle Dum, Tweedle Dee,
White Rabbit, Mad Hatter – oh what shall I be?!
My mind is just spinning. I can’t get a grip.
It might be much better if I just took a trip.

Decisions – decisions! It’s hard to decide.
Batman or Robin – Dr. Jekyll or Hyde.
I’d be a great Scarecrow or Tin Man, it’s true.
A Cowardly Lion would be all right too.
Why is it so hard to make up my mind?
With all the great choices, there should be one find.

The reason is simple I’ll give you a clue.
All of the costumes begin at size two.
They don’t go beyond small, medium or large.
And I’m pretty close to the size of a barge.
I’m glad Halloween only comes once a year.
I have nothing to wear. Think I’ll go shed a tear.


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As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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  1. hatrack4 says:

    Loved the poem. But I have the perfect costume for you. Wear something for three days without washing it. Grab a filthy pillowcase. Rub dirt on it if you have to. Then walk along with the Trick or Treaters and instead of saying “Trick or Treat”, simply grunt and shove the open pillowcase in everyone’s face. What is the costume called, “Typical Teen-ager.” At least that is what they wear in Pittsburgh.

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    • atimetoshare.me says:

      Haha I think I’ll pass!


      • hatrack4 says:

        You will be missing out. They rake in a lot of candy, but the last time we handed out candy, one teen-aged girl had on a super villain costume (Poison Ivy maybe?) and two or three teenagers said “thank you.” I chalked it up to them not getting the memo.

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  2. Citizen Tom says:

    Reblogged this on Citizen Tom and commented:

    Here is another funny one.

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  3. Doug says:

    Very impressive!

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  4. oneta hayes says:

    Hilarious! You can still wear a sheet!

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