(virginia, usa)

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berries up a tree

sweet shinny berries cling
between tiny twigs hiding
from hungry beaks of desire
and watering lips on fire
to reach with hand possible
to climb a tree i do prefer

when branches start to swing
i can catch some fruit falling
bursting on my hand dark red
leaving stain too hard to get rid
so as i smile has painted my teeth
i did picked a few for taste

Submitted: Thursday, May 31, 2012


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