From my curtains I peered to see your flash
Before now you have kept my candle light busy
Trashing the paper work all over the room
And making jest of me each time I tried to sort them
You created monsters in the skies
The black clouds became your drawing board
And you drew the face of an angry man
Eye brows, silly nostrils, goofy mouth,
All disappearing as you spend your ink
One remarkable thing though was the wind;
She came with you, trifle shy at first
Then growing in dangerous might
Shuffling through the tree lines
So that the little ones may think
That the great Candy monster had come
The tree leaves fly in the damp wind
As their paper companions in my room
The heaven bellies rumble again and again
Trumpets speaking in strange tongues
But then this will be another muse of you,
And of your pranks upon our little hamlet
