I found the prettiest pumpkin today, half-buried
in the mud by the river. I did not steal her, she is mine by right, as you
know~FOUNDERS ARE KEEPERS! I Found Her! My Pumpkin by right. So whoever has
been casting furtive glances at her, PLEASE STOP!
I washed her up, scrubbed her down and
rinsed her squeaky-clean. She now rests atop my cupboard proudly holding her own
among my favorite things- My family, my friends, my diary, my letters, my
trinkets, my warm bed and then her- Pumpkin!
When she smiles, I melt. Truth to God, I
do! She beams and rays of sunshine dance in her eyes. My Pumpkin. I am so proud
I found you! And by God it was in the nick of time! Had the river flooded, Pumpkin
would have been buried and long forgotten before I would get the smarts the dig
her up.
When I lay my head down on my bed and dream
of my favorite things, I hear a voice, a soothing chuckling voice that can only
be her. She told me in a dream that I as she is mine by right, I should name
her MADDY as she came from the mud. That way she may never forget to smile
because she is now in a better place. MY CUPBOARD!
