have you ever picked your own berries
it's almost like being in the wild with magic fairies
it is so peaceful, so serene
and these are the prettiest berries you've ever seen
they are so pretty when fully ripe
that you can't help but want to take a bite
you are giddy from the sweet smell
as you hasten to fill your white pail
you can hardly wait for the treats you will make
you can start with jelly, pies, and a cake
these ripe little berries are my favorites by far
at least that is what I think when I am filling a jelly jar
5 comments:
I love your blog. Do you mind if i make a link from my blog to your blog? I love to write poems too. Thanks for your permission.
it would be great. I will drop in to see your blog too and link back to it.
thanks for stopping in!
ok, stopped in to your blog, but I couldn't read it. I did notice I was on your blog roll though! hope to see you again! thanks
That is a nice poem. We like picking berries, and mushrooms too. It means we go on some nice walks but I don't like hanging around while Mum picks them. At least I get some tasty leftovers to eat, though.
Kevin the Collie xx
thanks kevin. glad your mum gives you some leftovers! :)
Post a Comment