Halloween at E.E. Ward!

It’s Halloween at E.E. Ward,

the warehouse is dark where items are stored,

bowls are filled with chocolates and candy,

movers work diligently amidst Hurricane Sandy,

the office feels fortunate to be inside,

but perhaps that is where the spooky spirits reside,

and then a sound heard by not one but more,

perhaps only, a knock at the door,

someone must be in the warehouse one would infer,

send the intern just to be sure,

out he looks for human confirmation,

but no one is found despite his anticipation,

continues he walks amongst the safely stored items,

arranged properly so it’s easy to find them,

again a sound that causes trepidation,

he wonders if it’s work of his mind’s creation,

quickly, he heads for the door,

the sounds grow,  he can’t ignore,

in a moment the light goes out,

to the exit a aimless walk becomes the only route,

when suddenly he discovers two lights on the floor,

he cautiously approaches hoping to find more,

to a horse’s saddle the lights were attached,

on it, a name that most definitely matched,

illuminated by the light it read ‘John T. Ward,’

in an instant, a realization struck a chord,

it was a saddle of a horse from 131 years ago,

when moving Columbus, horses were the way to go,

then appeared a great strong horse,

the saddle was his he thought, ‘of course,’

he hoisted the saddle upon the horse’s strong back,

and lights at the moment flicked on, like that,

in that moment the intern surely knew,

what John Ward’s horse was there to do,

to safeguard the items in which customers placed their trust,

because since the beginning John Ward knew this a must,

and 131 years later this promise still holds true,

at E.E. Ward comfort and security is nothing new.