The Ambitious Drifter

Words, Images and The Occasional Noise


The cherries are very tempting,
I can see them from where I sit
At my window by the heater.
It’s been cold despite the spring.
They’re glowing in the sunshine,
Little prizes to be won.
I doubt if I’ll taste any,
The birds will have the best.
They’ll tax us over half of them
My neighbour gets the rest.
To get the glowing memory
Is mine. I wont complain.
Thinking I might see no more,
I get my spring again.

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