BLACKBERRY
Blackberry
darkly plump, fresh and sweet
I
saw the bush you grow on,
In
the winter when you were not,
Now
I have plucked you,
Eaten,
and enjoyed you.
The
warmth of the summers sun
The
juice of the summers rains
Released under autumn sky.
~ Edward Radfall ~
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