An ugly little pumpkin ?
Don’t laugh ….don’t laugh at me.
Life is not easy.
Behold my face…my eyes
and there you’ll see…
that beauty was not gifted me.
I paid the price for this.
They all rejected me…
My skin…my everything…
And I was left alone
upon the shelf…
Until a young man came along
and purchased me.
I sit beside the clock.
It keeps me company.
At night it ticks along…
and darkness does not haunt
or bother me.
An ugly little pumpkin?
Don’t laugh at me.
But think instead upon
my many seeds…
My beauty lies within.
Please plant my seeds
and feed the needy soul
upon my sacrificial flesh….
And out of this may rise
a singing Oriole.
Kristine Byrne. Sunday. 20th Oct. 2019.
A Quick Ditty. The Little Pumpkin.