The raspberries–your favorite–ripened after
You’d gone, the sun’s August denouement
Leaving a subtle ruby postscript like pendants
Suspended on green-edged strands.
Gentle tugs released the jewels between
My fingers then traveled to my mouth.
They were (almost) sweet and needed
More time for sugaring. Had you been here
To share the waning warm days’ treasure
I could have held you, too, before you
Grew into full fledged bloom, walking into
The world seeking your own fruited fortune.
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Published by Jody Lee Collins
Now that I'm retired from 25 years of elementary teaching, I am able to spend time in my happy place--at my desk where I read and write as often as I can.
When I'm not at my desk, you can find me in my other happy place--the garden, watering, weeding and worshipping. My husband and I live near Seattle and close enough to my two grown children and grandchildren that I'm able to hug them often. That is my greatest joy.
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Really lovely Jody in every way. And love the surprise, poignant ending.
Lynn