On this Samhain night, the veil grows thin,
Between the next world, and one were in.
Spirits of those past, come forward to hear,
If we need them, they then come near.
When life and death, are side by side,
We need each one, we should not hide.
As dark draws in, the light does fade,
Light does makes sense, now dark is made.
Reflect on the past, and the new year,
The ancestors do care, right path they steer.
You honour them tonight, they are proud see,
As with the past, the future blessed be.