Tossed this off earlier tonight. Thought I’d fix it up some.
Even if no mortal comes this night To thump up stairs with chill delight And knock on doors to claim their prize With breathy laughs and ritual cries... For even if no life-warm hands Reach out to make happy demands, We still will have sweet bounty here: The Pact we keep, so do not fear. Come, ye spooks and ghosts in flight, Attend, you children of the night: Do not weep, lonely. Take your due; For at this House, we welcome you.