The staying power of the gourds
A poem about the strength of these mini pumpkins.
Amazing is how I describe you looking
Better than your larger
Cousins as you thrive and are not
Destroyed by the winter
wind rain and cold
Four months you have survived my little
Gourds as pumpkins turned to mush
Heat nor cold has deterred you and my
Interest in you is
Justified by your
Kinetics and how you cling to
Life is
Mindboggling as you
Never show wear or tear
Only a stability large
Pumkins do not display
Quintessential fruit
Representing longevity and
Survival
Truly small yet powerful I'm
Under your spell
Vexed by your ability to
Withstand because of your
Xeric
Your unique
Zest for life is inspsiring
About the Creator
Cheryl E Preston
Cheryl is a widow who enjoys writing about current events, soap spoilers and baby boomer nostalgia. Tips are greatly appreciated.
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Love the subject matter choice here!
Very clever! Well done.