Sara loves blowing off the Dandelion seeds.
Glowing with an inner radiance, you shine bright,
lighting up every life you touch, especially ours.
Happy 10th Birthday, sweet princess.
Next to carving pumpkins, I love collecting ceramic Jack-o-Lanterns. This was the first Jack, we’ve got for the frontyard.
I’m a little pumpkin
Round and stout,
Packed with full of seeds
That you can scoop out!
When I get all carved up,
Then I will be
The cutest Jack-o-Lantern
You ever will see!
Sara loves all the pumpkins at the Pumpkin Patch (2010)
Once upon a pumpkin vine,
There grew a flower, fair and fine.
One day, a sprite danced by and brushed
Her petals with a golden dust.
And magically, that flower fine
Became a pumpkin on that vine.
Now perhaps that fairy was a bee
And pollen dust fell from its knee.
Then pollination, not some spell’s power,
grew a fruit from that fair flower.
Still … her beauty had no match
She was the princess of the pumpkin patch!
Resource: Scholastic Teachables – “The Pumpkin Princess (Science Poem)
She doesn’t look so scary at all, does she? 😉
A farmer made a scarecrow
to frighten crows away.
And the scarecrow got so lonely
standing in that field all day,
he called a crow down from the blue sky
Please sit with me a while.
The crow said, I’m to scared of you.
The straw man gave a smile.
I’ve stood here in this cornfield.
For all my life, I’ve stood.
I’ve guarded corn from crows like you
just like a scarecrow should.
But as I stand, I watch you fly
and wonder what you see.
What is ist like to float through air?
Please sit and talk with me.
The crow sat on a pumpkin
and looked in Scarecrow’s face.
I’ve flown our whole world over,
but this is a special place.
From way up high I watch you
as your cornstalks sway and wave.
I’ve wanted so to meet you
for you look so wise and brave.
They chatted through the afternoon
sharing secrets of both sky and land.
And when old sun began to sink,
Crow flew to Scarecrow’s mitten hand.
I must fly now, but I’ll be back
to sing you songs from up above.
This tale is true. We must believe
in magic and unlikely love.
Author: Amy Ludwig VanDerwater