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by
Charlotte Dixon
In a ripe plump pumpkin, resting in a sack,
slept dozens of seeds in a pack.
In a pack, plump, wet seeds clumped so nice,
lulled in sleep filled with sugar and spice.
But . . . they awoke to . . .
SLICE! SLICE! SLICE!
In a glob, plump, wet seeds plopped.
In a spin, plump, wet seeds dropped.
SQUIGGLE! WIGGLE! JIGGLE!
In a pile, plump, wet seeds lumped in muck!
YUCK!
Dumped in water, and tossed on a sheet,
swirling seeds spread and dried in the heat.
The next day . . .
SCRAPE! SCRAPE! SCRAPE!
In one scoop, flat, crisp seeds built a stack.
In a stack, flat, crisp seeds slept in a pack.
Until . . . they awoke to . . .
THUMP-THUD! THUMP-THUD!
In a hole, a crisp seed found a room.
In a room, a crisp seed found a womb.
In a womb, a crisp seed sprouted in earth--
WAITING FOR . . .
REBIRTH!