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