the first cherries
are on the shelves
sweet
not too sweet
oh, that color!
reminds me of summer
sitting outside
spitting pits into the grass
reminds me
of robin
who liked cherry coke after school
reminds me
in a way
of my mother
don't know why
maybe it was those drives we used to take
when i was little
out to the fruit-stand on the edge of town
coming home
with fresh corn and tomatoes and peaches
and cherries
which reminds me that i sometimes still miss her
not to be maudlin
reminds me of her mother
my grandmother
sitting outside in her yard
spitting cherry pits
reminds me of robin
of mom
cherries are back on the shelf
sweet
not too sweet
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2023-06-15 at 02:17
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