Blackberry Harvest

Skipping with rust streaked pails through knee-high foxtails bending to brush away white powdery puffs of dandelions gazing wistfully back sighing with content unaware, unassuming falling through blue cotton clouds faint calls in the distance guiding, reassuring in earnest search of wild bounty Delectable treasures waiting for angels to gently release brilliantly dark perfectly tart compelling aromas winding drifting pulling towards firm green tendrils painting paths to fragrant blooms nestled comfortably in peaceful anticipation Sparkling emeralds and sapphires with soft golden spirals encircling bright cherub smiles with eager sun-kissed hands brushing the wind stretching straining reaching marveling at simplicity with silver-lined buckets whistling in harmony plucking rich harvest dreams