Day 29- 10.15.20
It has recently come to my attention
That squash, botanically speaking,
are berries. And I’m still shocked
writing it right now.
Pumpkins, carved with spooky grimaces,
or painted with silly faces,
This doesn’t really count
as a poem. More of a personal musing.
Nonetheless, if you’ve found yourself here,
well I think that’s just lovely.