Retrieval Day

Retrieval Day
by Pumpkin Flower



Today we went down to the Fair
To pick up all our entries there
Upon the truck thrown with a  shove
With out the gentle way and love
My pumpkin had been loaded on
Just one short week ago at dawn
That day she was  a thing of prize
Excitement , hope, glowing in eyes
Today a back ache, chore to tend
Get home for dinner was our end
Unceremoniously plunked
In the front yard ,well almost junked
Her stem got broken, then got tossed
Some where along the line she'd lost
Her sense of wonder, hope, and gleam
Now that she's lost her routing team
She's just a big old orange  ball
Perched crookedly as if to fall
Off of the hill  there in the yard
That product of my work so hard
It saddens me to see the spot
There in the little garden plot
And wishing I could plug back in
The vine I severed that mornin'

And shuffling along inside
I wondered if her seeds did hide
That perfect mix perhaps to grow
The biggest pumpkin yet to know











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