Strawberry Season

Shiny and begging

to be picked

So many patiently

waiting in the

Soft sun

waving wind

Slowly in soft motion

I plan to pick

but I hesitate

which one to pick

luscious and waiting

to please and delight

So I choose the

one that is close to me

and gently pulling

one is released and

an explosion of flavor

splatters all over into my senses

I swoop down and pick and eat

to my heart’s delight

my soul replenished

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