I am Pumpkin.  You know me best from Halloween.  You carve a frighful face to scare away the things that go bump in the night.  You carve a smiling face to welcome the friendly spirits.

          I am Pumpkin.  I have accepted the role that you assigned to me.  I stand as the guardian of the fall--whether that is a season or a state of Mind and Spirit.

          I am Pumpkin.  But things go bump all the time.  And friendly spirits are ever near.  They do not come only on the night you have decreed.

          I am Pumpkin.  The things that go bump and the friendly spirits both draw their strength from you.  They grow from your fear or from your Love.

          I am Pumpkin.  Which do you want to see?  Which do you want to call to you?  Which do you want forever hovering near?

          I am Pumpkin.  I do not call the things that go bump.  I do not call the friendly spirits.  Whichever hovers near is your choice--your call.