Betty Harp Butler Poet Rhyme

The Pumpkin Show

Down in the meadow
where the pumpkins grow,
God is putting on an extravagant show.

Bright orange pumpkins
lying all around…
Little pumpkins, middle-sized pumpkins,
and giant pumpkins can all be found.

Hundreds of pumpkins
waiting for the day,
when they’ll be loaded
on a truck filled with hay.

To market, to market,
and then to the store,
Soon they’ll find a home
by someone’s back door.

Then Grandma will cook the pumpkin
and turn it into pies,
And that’s why God
rains pumpkins down from the skies.

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Poet Destroyer A October 5, 2016 at 5:38 PM it was a great read. Betty, thank for sharing the delightful read. linda Betty Harp Butler October 5, 2016 at 5:43 PM Glad you liked it Linda. Thank you.

Jan Allison October 1, 2016 at 6:59 PM Great descriptive poem Betty - I have never ever tried pumpkin lol - one day I will have to get over to the US and try pumpkin pie:-) hugs jan xx Betty Harp Butler October 1, 2016 at 8:09 PM Yes Jan, you need to do it! Haha! Thank you!