Ode To A Mason Jar Poem by Sonny Rainshine

Who is Mason?
Let us thank him for this work of art.
How round the vessel, yet so square,
a profound basin,
so elegant, yet spare.

Crowned with a golden lid,
it talks; it says: Pop!
to alert us of good things
to come; savory things
bubble below its top.

Thank you Mason
for giving us jelly,
jam, and marmelade.
Graceful as a Hopi jug,
with a sugary, fruity belly,
all homemade. We salute you
with a hug.