THE PUMPKIN GRAVY BOWL ~ Aldona Koudelka

I fell in love,
shopping online.
Love at first sight
just at the right time.

Straight out of a Disney flick,
it looks like it could waddle
right across the table.
Eager and ready to pour
enough gravy to transform
any arid mound of mashed potatoes.

I had to have one.
But better yet, sent it to my son
for his Thanksgiving feast.
My presence transforming itself
into a round, robust orange orb
of goodness without any fuss.
My one very important task:
to sit in the center of things and bask
at a table surrounded by loved ones,
ready to pour forth when asked.