Winter Cherries

Today I was surprised to see Fresh cherries on display. I never thought in February They would come my way. I know that fruits, once seasonal, Are up for sale all year. The cantaloupe I eat each morning Makes that very clear. But cherries are another beast And therefore, my surprise; These had the deep rich purple-red Whose taste I could surmise. The fruit man put one in my hand And so I took a bite. It was so firm and juicy I could not hide my delight. Though winter’s on the calendar And hasn’t called it quits, I scarfed a bowl of cherries And the proof is in the pits!