Fruit of Your Labor
"The sweetness of summer,
Blooms from the darkness of winter
Plants pulled from the earth,
By the sun, proving it’s worth
Life flows,
Bees sow
Pollinating the gifts we receive,
From plants and trees
A bounty of goodness, juicy and sweet,
Amazed by nature and this feat
Year after year, the cycle of life,
Each summer bearing fruits just right
That sustain us by marking time,
Creating memories divine
Of that perfect peach,
The best one just out of reach
Each berry better than the next,
Blackberry is my favorite, I confess
It’s berry defended by gnarly thorns,
Providing scratches to adorn
My arms and hands,
Payment that the canes demand
So to in life’s conceal,
Our efforts are revealed
Bruises and bumps,
Or the occasional lump
From trying our best,
No matter how difficult the test
But there is satisfaction in your reward,
So the abrasions are ignored
With the fruit of our labor,
And its success we savor"
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