Saskatoon Berry
What is a saskatoon berry?
All I know is that it arrived on my doorstep this fall.
Looking like a dried up stick in a pot of soil.
The community farm had too many for it’s food forest so I got one.
It is out in my garden, in the hole that I dug, in the cold.
It may be dead for all I know or it could bloom and feed us.
Or it just might be a metaphor.
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