rasp and curvy
a tiny morsel; delicate
ripe yet innocent
blue at times, but always juicy
usually on top, at times in the middle'
making things brighter
and oh so sweeter
all from just a nibble
one of lifes hidden treasures
one your sure to miss;
if you think it's fruit
i've been writing about!
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Stacey (18.104.22.168) -- Sunday, January 2 2005, 11:02 pm|
G A S P !!!!
|jim (22.214.171.124) -- Monday, January 3 2005, 06:32 pm|
why are u gasping stacey? :)
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