My little Pumpkin patch
My little pumpkin patch
There was a little pumpkin he would always just be smiling and laughing aloud, they would always wonder do you know that your in the dirt., why do you laugh so loud. Why its alright to be little and maybe not sometimes I just want to be big, just to be out of this dirt.
Maybe be something big when I grow up, listen to me when I talk he said with his little strong whining voice, I am the one that tells you what to do. but oh well I have no choice. Mamaw pumpkin would work as she always did to keep her little house clean , what a mess little pumpkin would make. He would argue with mamaw pumpkin being boss don’t you know , what can I do mamaw he said to help me grow. She would always tell him of the things he could be , he was so proud to be a little pumpkin don’t you see , the little pumpkin didn’t know he was little and this was the way to be. Can I help you mamaw to sweep , cook maybe . When I make messes I will even clean them up. He loved to play outside to swing high and low , little pumpkin had a bike , he even sled in the snow. He could run and jump so very high , to him there was no limit to his jumping in the sky. , at night he would tell mamaw pumpkin I love you mamaw just let me hold your hand, because when you pray I love you mamaw at the end of every day. Being the boss in his little garden seems to be the right thing to do , but mamaw pumpkin will always let him run her garden , and he thinks it’s the right thing to do.
By Sheila Woolum . © all rights reserved .