a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label Uncle Grover plums. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Uncle Grover plums. Show all posts

Sunday, May 29, 2016

Growing

Uncle Grover plums and
mulberries ripen
as birds steal the cherries.
 Sweet peas
 and blackberries bloom.
Figs that Dad planted
 are beginning
to fruit
as these dream of becoming grapes one day.
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