Countdown to Halloween – Day 11
Poem # 11
A BALLAD FOR JACK
Out in the garden, way in the back,
A tangle of vines did grow.
There was a secret, hidden away,
For only me to know.
I watered and tended this special vine,
And, day by day it grew.
Soon, it revealed an orange orb…
I was the only one who knew.
I was so happy, I talked to it…
In fact, I named him Jack.
He grew up big and strong, that gourd…
I think he liked me back.
Then as the days grew cooler yet,
And, the sun was feeling dim,
I wanted Jack to stay with me,
But, it was time to part from him.
And, so it came, that sad, sad day…
Jack said it would be fine…
I took my knife and severed him…
I cut him from the vine.
I cried a river, but through my tears,
Jack looked at me and smiled…
He said to carve a great big grin,
For every little child.
And, so I did, I carved a face
For Jack’s big orange head.
Now, every Halloween night that comes,
Jack’s eyes shine bright, instead.
Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️
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