Cherries
While eating some cherries,
I have to admit
That the fruit is delicious,
But lickety-split
The bowl will be empty
Except for the pits
And the stems that released them
For our benefits.
The cherries are bursting
With beauty and taste,
Though the pits and the stems
Will get tossed out as waste.
When life is described as
This fruit in a bowl,
It’s obvious that
All the cherries are whole
And likewise, when everything
Seems on the fritz,
It’s apt to believe that
Your life is the pits.
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