I Swoon
I stare aghast in wonder and what do I decree? There's nothing in this world of ours quite like a blackberry! My eyes take in, the endless rows, bursting with delight, as nature dances red to black, what a luscious sight. I can't imagine anywhere that I would rather be, than sitting here, alone, right now in the patch of blackberry. I swoon, I swoon, amongst the rows, of windswept leaves of berry boughs, it captivates and it enchants, eliminating, natures dance. It makes me sad that I must leave, but I'm consoled by berries I retrieve. Never has there been a better day, I'm sorry if you've never felt, just this way. If you've never tasted blackberries before oh, what a treat do you have in store. Be sure to taste them ripe from the vine, it's surely my favorite way to dine.
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I wrote this years ago, but reading it and remembering
that day, always makes me smile.
Written by: Cara Marie Filipeli