U PICK EMA Poem by Betty HermeleeNature, fruit, memoriesRed, plum, juicy, sweet, a bit prickly a wee green flower sits atop I tiptoe carefully through tiny earth paths between rows of bright red I pick strawberries when school is finished and the hot sun reaches its peak trees are heavy with leaves some branches almost kiss the ground My basket is always full well, not quite eat one, throw one in the bucket I smear my lips shiny red a mess on my freckled face I lick them, afraid to lose a morsel My grandma bakes strawberry pie I stuff my mouth globs of whipped cream Okay, ready for more!!
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6 Reviews Added on May 12, 2020 Last Updated on May 12, 2020 AuthorBetty HermeleeBlack Mountain, NCAboutMy love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more.. |

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