Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

Raspberry Bushes

Plain lucky we were
Kids growing up in proximity
To a raspberry garden
'Twas so short a season 
We never balked at spending
Few hours of the day
To fill some baskets
And eat our fill along the way

Mom was petrified of snakes
Watch out! But we never saw any
Only pesky wasps but we avoided the nest
Besides it was better than 
Crouching for strawberries
Or sharing blueberry fields 
With the occasional bear

We lived in a land of abundance
We sure loved our summers
Up north in the land of plenty
Where there was enough for everyone
Hills bearing fruit
Tree covered lands
Fresh running waters



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

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CayCay Godwin March 21, 2018 at 9:50 AM This is adorable and takes me back to my first grade year spent in Massachusetts where I fought bumble bees to pick blueberries. They grew wild behind our house on post. LOVED the blueberries, not so much learning I was allergic to bees. Your poem flows so well and the feeling is nostalgic. Poetry hugs ... CayCay Line Gauthier March 21, 2018 at 9:53 AM Thank you for your lovely visit and sharing fond memories, CayCay.

Kim Rodrigues March 19, 2018 at 11:10 AM A wonderful memory! I would come across wild blackberries alongside my driveway, as a kid, pick them and mix with sugar. Mmm mmm good! I miss that! Line Gauthier March 19, 2018 at 9:37 PM For sure! Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Kim.