The garden is fading; its work is nearly done
Vegetables become sparse, except for the orange globes basking in the sun
Vegetables become sparse, except for the orange globes basking in the sun
It's been a good year for pumpkins, they've grown quite large and round
Deep orange or mixed with green, they lay scattered on the ground
Deep orange or mixed with green, they lay scattered on the ground
Sometimes pumpkins make me think of pumpkin pie
Right now they are just beautiful... as the autumn days pass by
Right now they are just beautiful... as the autumn days pass by
As I wander the field, images and designs jump into my head
Happy jack-o-lanterns, or goblins, with eyes of crimson red
Happy jack-o-lanterns, or goblins, with eyes of crimson red
Can’t be too tall, too round, or wobble just a little
He should be perfect, as I am very artful
As for my new friend, Jack
Well, his new home is here on our cul-de-sac
His belly will glow and burn boldly bright
His belly will glow and burn boldly bright
to guide youngsters to our door this Sunday night.
Poem by yours truly.
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