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.
Really lovely Jody in every way. And love the surprise, poignant ending.
Lynn