Precious Little Pumpkin Poem by Marilyn Lott

He was sitting all alone
In the huge pumpkin patch
Halloween was over and
He was the last in the batch

So tiny he was, you see
And children only wanted
The big ones to carve and
To make the house look haunted

Oh, a few pumpkins were scattered
Here and there ‘cross the field
All damaged and scared
For some of the skin had peeled

“Look over here, Mommy, ”
An adorable little boy said
“This is the pumpkin
I thought about in my head”

“Oh no, honey, ” she said as he ran
We are just passing through”
He grabbed little pumpkin and said,
“Oh I just absolutely love you”

Little Pumpkin could not believe
What he had heard the boy say
His heart felt lighter and
It was the best kind of day

Though Halloween indeed was over
The little boy now was able
To find the best place for Little Pumpkin
On the beautiful Thanksgiving table!