So, today, I made a lil felted spider for a poem to do with my daughter. The pumpkin wasn’t made by me, it’s only being borrowed, but isn’t it awesome? I wish I had one, lol! It also has a spot for a lil mousie to live in. I love the orange and black; it makes me think of Halloween.
Here’s the lil poem that goes with the objects:
In my garden grows a pumpkin turning orangey gold.
Along came a little mouse, so the story’s told.
Nibble nibble went the mouse
Till the pumpkin was a house,
With two big windows and a door,
And softest feathers on the floor.
There the mouse lived well I know,
Even when it began to snow.
Spider trudged through snow and ice,
Time to find a home that’s nice.
Across the way he saw a glow,
T’was mousies house, Hello! Hello!
Just then the north wind blew and blew,
Oh please, may I move in with you?
Spider and mouse lived all winter long
Cozy and warm, singing this song;
In our little house so full of light
We are safe and snug every night.
Thank you dear pumpkin that grew on the vine,
For our sweet home that is oh so fine!
From: Suzanne Down’s publication “Autumn Tales”