the pumpkin patch page 3 by ric gustafson
One day, Alex heard a noise. " Someone's coming".
" I hear him". Doreen had joy in her voice. " And he's carrying a basket".
an elderly man in white scooped down and picked up Miguel.
" He picked me" the pumpkin screamed in gladness.
" He picked me too" squealed Doreen. The man put her into his basket.
" He won't pick me" Alex said with a sigh. " Nobody ever does".
The elderly scooped down and put him into his basket.
Later at home, God washed off the pumpkins. He cut off the tops. He scooped out the insides of doubt, hate and greed. He carved out a happy face on each of them. He put a light inside each one. He put them by the front door.
On the night of Halloween
" Smile everyone" Doreen exclaimed in a happy voice. " The kids are coming".
The End
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Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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