Cranberries For Sale!
Thickly populated, not with society
Instead this uniquely lavish fruit
A trailing path of intertwining vines
Your taste buds soon to root
Deep scarlet red are the berries
With a cream-white inner core
Tiny seeds of brown amidst
This delicious treat of more
Perhaps a faint taste of bitter
As the berry first enters your lips
Next an irresistible taste experience
More berries you then do grip
September marks the season
When farmers harvest this tasty crop
Bogs are filled with vibrant colors of red
Ripened berries abundantly in stock
Semi-trailers start rolling in
As the harvesters begin to coral
Months of growth in the waiting
The money to be earned is their moral
Knee deep in cold frigid water
The wind chills against their face
Crewman exhausted pushing forward
Maintaining their steady worn out pace
Barrels upon barrels keep stacking up
Semi-trailers haul towards the destination spot
Shipping them to the desired location
Plenty of cranberries here to be bought
© Stacy Lynn Stiles
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