Ripe for the picking
beautiful and unwrinkled
Coaxed into releasing juices
with sweet sugar sprinkled
Could be berries, plums, or
peaches… that are so inviting
in the prime of the season…
brought to a boil… it's exciting
Cooled to a devine jam
Spread upon a fresh baked
biscuit… oh so delicious
soothing a craving ache
8/26/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem