By the Bucket Original

In the warmth of the kitchen, a secret brews,
Amidst the clatter of pots and stews.
A mom's best friend, silent but strong,
Bubbling with love, where all dreams belong.

Garlic and herbs in the air do blend,
With a sauce that simmers — a savory friend.
A bucket of pasta, meatballs in line,
For under twenty-five, a feast so fine.

By the Bucket, oh how you save the day,
With meals that chase the tiredness away.
A mom's best friend, indeed you are,
Making family dinners the best by far.

Thanks to all who support By the Bucket.
Couldn't do it with out you!