Blackberry Picking Alone

I stopped along the trail, enticed by the blackberries there. Wishing I had brought a pail to pick an abundance to share. But no pail was to be had. so I stood there enjoying a taste, Making my heart quite glad that today I was in no haste. Remembering years gone by, when blackberry picking we'd go. Baking them into a pie good enough to place in any show. But now it's only me, just me , and I've no need to make a pie for one. So I'll just enjoy one more blackberry and wander off now that I'm done.