My Yard the Fruit Bouquet
My Yard the fruit bouquet By Weston Gregory
Its gonna be that day again,
when the sunshine reveal the morning
And makes you smile,
To watch a petal opening its fragrant scent
drawing you right in
Atop the dew on a leafy limb, flying fast a humming bird pause;
Then whiz, again passing your eyes glistening and the feelings
Breathtaking
I’m foliage free but my yard isn't like me
From its height a pear,
A heart shape avocado dotting about the sour sop
Could not have its tangy sweetness retract
Its skin like a spiky hat
Bread fruit, mango custard and hanging just a stretch
Planted for a next man to get
The fruit none other than the sweet sop
Barely can you refuse the bumpy look its got
None the nectar that have anything on that
All year round sight and scent of hibiscus, water lily, Cercee
And orchid
All but make our glad bag bust
That though elusive
Such bouquet can be found in our yard its beauty an
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