Pumpkin Poem for Fall

October 21, 2013 in Creative Adventures

 Originally posted as Pumpkin Family Gives Thanks…

Falling Leaves, cooler days, Pumpkins and harvest all have the Fall season in common. Winter is soon to come, but let’s enjoy the season at hand, let’s enjoy the occasional warm day, and the awesome colors of Fall. This is a poem I wrote about some unusual pumpkins and their adventures. I hope you will read it to your children this season. I may make it available in PDF along with the other poems at the bottom of this post. If you subscribe you will be the first to know when they are available. The local librarian has stated that pumpkin stories are difficult to come by. What is your favorite “Pumpkin” book or activity? Share in the comments below. So glad you stopped by. 🙂 Dawn 

Old Pa Pa Pumpkin, was spotted one day, the people said wow oh wow.

Cuz he grew, and he grew, and he grew, and he grew, and no one really knew how.

He had warts, and they thought he would rot,

So they clipped his vine, and scooped him right up.

Boy Pa Pa pumpkin, he sure weighed a lot. 

And then we waited for pumpkin two, he was orange, and kind of tall.

Two little boys, sat high upon him, but neither one took a fall.

So they brought him inside and washed him with pride.

Then grew Roundy, who went to a boy, who lived up high on a hill.

Whose eager brother, pushed and rolled him, and made poor Roundy feel ill.

This little brother, was having a blast, but all this rolling, was way too fast.

So up on the mantle he gently was placed, and free from his hands, now Roundy was safe.

Then the snow came, it covered us good, it was really cold, and they did what they should.

They picked us, and washed us, and brought us inside, We all met each other, from that gangly vine.

               

Like Pumpkin heaven, we were warm and dry, the view was superb and the feelings divine.

Then the little flat pumpkin, who was made of wood,

he was painted orange, and he did what he could.

And on his belly, written in black, were the words of a boy who wrote it way… back.

 We all were reminded, and we all agreed, that we all would “give thanks” gratefully.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, from our house to yours.

Ms. Dawn, The Singing Nurse

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