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The Sad Pumpkin

darkness falls upon the pumpkin patch
a light fog rolls in...
dropping a mist upon the ground

in the corner entangled in its own vines
the sad pumpkin sits alone
the leaves upon its stems droop...
from the weight of the mist

unable to break free from its own entanglement
it sits...
trapped
and covered up

the night passes by paying no attention
through the fog the dim shimmer of stars
the moon awash in a sea of grey

life moves forward paying no mind
as the sad pumpkin sits,
wallowing
in its own predicament

the ground grows cold,
saturated by the mist
the fog grows more dense
a flash of color,
brightly orange
quickly engrossed by a mist of grey

through the fog
the sad pumpkin can see
the other pumpkins gathering
basking in the brisk moist air
paying no mind to the dense fog

the brilliance
of their bright colors
striking orange...
the deep green
of their stems and leaves
pale to what its own colors use to be
now which only seem
watered down
and dingy

the greens have turned
a lighter shade of brown
the brilliant orange
now cast in shades of yellow
worn spots show through the skin
revealing darker shades within

alone the sad pumpkin sits
engrossed
and entangled
wallowing
its vines constricting
held prisoner by its own self

looking through the mist
and beyond the fog
past its own tangle vines
and wilted leaves
hoping that a brighter day will come
perhaps
with the morning light
Written by Smoogej1s (Taylor)
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