Vera Sidhwa

Pumpkin Pie - Poem by Vera Sidhwa


I ate pumpkin pie with whipped cream,
Then I ate pumpkin for dinner,
Why would you eat that for dinner my friend asked?
Because a pumpkin is a vegetable too I replied.

Well the horn of plenty was just that.
I was happy that it was.
So I ate and ate the food of Thanksgiving
And I thanked God for my delicious living.

Topic(s) of this poem: buddha, grook

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 29, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 29, 2015

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