High and Low

 High and Low

A fat golden pumpkin lay in a field,
A golden moon rode in the sky,
The pumpkin shouted, "Hallo there, brother!
Who put you ups so high?"

The man in the mood smiled a jolly smile
At the pumpkin far below--
"I'll light the sky while you light the earth,
On Hallowe'en, you know."

So the fat golden pumpkin smiled at the moon,
And the moon smiled back at him
All through the night till morning came
And the twinkling stars grew dim.

And each felt content with the task he had 
And called it a work of love.
Though one lay low on the cold black earth
And one rode high above.

Read aloud "The Scarecrow" by Beth Ferry.