Pumpkin patch

“A pumpkin lives but once a year when someone sets its soul afire and on that night it stirs up fear until its flame is snuffed.”― Richelle E. Goodrich

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Pumpkins awaiting, Stoughton, WI

Theme in Yellow

I spot the hills 
With yellow balls in autumn. 
I light the prairie cornfields 
Orange and tawny gold clusters 
And I am called pumpkins. 
On the last of October 
When dusk is fallen 
Children join hands 
And circle round me 
Singing ghost songs 
And love to the harvest moon; 
I am a jack-o’-lantern 
With terrible teeth
And the children know 
I am fooling.
Carl Sandburg, 1878 - 1967
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