The Pumpkins on my Roof
I tried to hush my breathing while hiding behind a tree in the dark. Three little pumpkins landed on MY HOUSE! I turned and whispered to my Dad, "When did they get here?" With all seriousness, he said, "They got here right before we got y'all from school. Boy, were they loud gettin on that roof." I hope they're just as excited as I am to see each other again. The pumpkins come every year, and I'm always stunned by how magical they look under the moon. The bright orange glow of their wacky grins mesmerizes me. It seems like they're laughing non-stop and cracking the funniest of jokes.
