A blanket of night sparkle forms...
Melting as the day warms
Orange pumpkins have rounded
With their beauty…we are astounded
The essence of vines and leaves
Is now lifeless… but no one grieves
Robustly remaining… the pumpkins beam
Vividly outstanding…enhancing the scene
Ripened to firmness…no longer immature
Excited with anticipation…feeling sure
Trusting… sensing that joy will spread
Ready for an adventure in the days ahead
Illuminated faces with flame inside
Bring smiles to travelers going by
Creative carvers enjoy with pride
As multicolored leaves fall from high
10/8/08
Theresa Ann Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jack-o-lantern/
