Liilia Talts Morrison

Gold Star - 4,968 Points (August 20,1937 / Estonia)

Peaches - Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Of all fruits in God's garden
I like the peaches best
Ripe, green or slightly hardened
Their taste is angel blessed

Their golden, dewy cover
So velvety to touch
Like garment of a lover
I'm hungering to touch

With cares of day descending
I know my rescue lies
Caressing and depending
On joy in peach disguise

Of all fruits in God's garden
I like the peaches best
Ripe, green or slightly hardened
Their taste is angel blessed.

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My favorite fruit

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 9, 2012



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