Pumpkin Day Halloween Poem

by Hillary
(Nashville, TN, USA)

Pumpkin picking is my favorite Halloween memory from childhood. My parents, two sisters and I, our best friends, and their families would gather at the local pumpkin patch for a day of fun.

As soon as we pulled into the straw-covered parking lot, we kids made a swift dash for the pumpkins, as if some other child would snatch our fated pumpkin before we could get to it.

We inspected each pumpkin carefully to make sure we went home with our dream pumpkins. We weighed the pros and cons as if buying a new house or picking a college:

"Well, I like how round this pumpkin is, but it has a scratch here."
"This pumpkin is more oblong, but it has no scratches or bruises."

Once we finally found the right pumpkins, it was time for the grand finale: the corn maze. This treat was saved til the end of our pumpkin picking day in tradition with "saving the best for last."

The corn maze at our pumpkin patch was not so much of a maze as it was a single lane that wandered lazily through a field of corn. There were no twists, turns, or dead ends, but we liked it that way. It was scary enough to trigger a motion-sensored ghost hanging from an arch that would eerily proclaim "BOOOOOOOOOooooooo" as we walked past.

While the parents sat outside the maze guarding our pumpkins and listening to our nervous laughter, we – the pack of children – walked apprehensively through the maze, taking special caution for the creepy "BOO!" ghosts.

Once we completed the maze and learned where they all were, we took turns hiding and running through the maze trying to scare each other.

After several rounds of the maze, we reunited with our pumpkins and parents and headed home, satisfied with our Halloween adventure.

Pumpkin Day Halloween Poem

Pumpkin day, pumpkin day, time to pick!
Finding the best pumpkin, a treat or a trick?

My perfect pumpkin is round with no scratches.
Then comes my favorite part of all pumpkin patches...

The corn maze, of course! Watch out! There are ghosts!
Yet once we discover them, "We’re not scared," we boast.

First caution, slow walking...then running with smiles.
The best part of Halloween for a pumpkin patch child.

Our pumpkin day over, we pile in the van.
And head home content with our pumpkins in hand.