My lemon tree has grown
Six are now oval
Perfect shades of green
I open my front door
Every time
A glorious smell
Wide-spreading branches
Allow my lemons to grow
It is bearing fruit
Rich fruit
Ripe fruit
Tart fruit
Succulent fruit
I can’t wait
To wrap my hands
Around their thick skin
Smell the fragrant oils
Squeeze out juices
From my light yellow
Friends.
And, reload my fuckin’ life
© 2011
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Vicki, I for one love your lemon tree themes, you are a great kick ass writer & poet, all I can say is make lemonade!! 🙂
Ha! Great ending!
Love lemons, your tree, you…
Miss you like crazy in class. Come back to us soon.
xoxoxox