Blackberries
Blackberries big as my thumb
Grew along our country lane
I'd fill a pail for my Mom
For her to deal with
She'd fix blackberries with cream
And jams for her fresh baked bread
Plus luscious blackberry pies
Gratifying me
Placed No. 2 Sara Kendrick's "A Pleasant Childhood Memory" Contest - June 2012
Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2012
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