The Great Pumpkin Is Real...
I saw it in plain sight,
It was three hundred pounds,
The Great Pumpkin landed in our front yard.
He always had his back to us,
In daylight that is,
Wouldn't show his face,
Not to a single ghoul,
No magic was powerful enough,
Not even when the veil was thin,
Not until kissed by the rays of Harvest Moon,
For at night that Great Pumpkin,
He came alive!
I heard his secret late one Halloween night,
Long after children were abed,
Thrashing in candy throes,
Trying desperately to sleep.
"I believe in Linus you see,
I must visit a different pumpkin patch each year,
For some day,
There will be a little boy,
With a blanket and a girl,
It will be up to me to save her faith."
I wish I could believe in the Amazing Linus,
Who could make a toy piano sound like Mozart,
With one thumb still in his mouth.
I hope the Great Pumpkin finds him someday,
Only to save her faith.
By: Daniel A. Stafford