I spot the
With yellow balls in autumn.
I light the prairie
Orange and tawny gold
And I am called pumpkins.
On the last of
When dusk is
Children join
And circle round
Singing ghost songs And love to the harvest moon;
I am a
With terrible
And the children knowI am fooling.
Composition date is unknown - the above date represents the first publication date.
The lyrical form of this poem is -o'-lantern: pumpkin carved into a face with slits for eyes,nose and mouth and lighted from within for Halloween.
