halloween poem for kid

i saw god. do you doubt it?
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
see, they return
white foam flower, red flame flower
did you ever hear of
the hypocritic days
a blue-black nubian plucking oranges
i know what you're going to say
i can not tell you now
o fair and stately maid, whose eyes
winged shadows sweeping by
do i like it
and breaketh bread no more
thoughts through my head