1495.

Hearts remain full when
reminded of its fulsome
past in life and love.

1494.

The honor of life
hides in the praise of saints held
as celebration.

1493.

Tonight will be full
of food, fire, and frights. End
alliteration.

1492.

Candy, cold, and cute
children loom through the long day.
A juncture of bliss.

1491.

Fortunately, this
season comes dressed in brilliant
senses' subterfuge.

1490.

If only joy were
not such a fleeting pass of
emotions. Come back.

1489.

Sorrow overlooks
the beauty held in its true
underside. Searching.