Walk with me
In the high grass
Under the shade
Of the tall tress
In the bountiful blooms
Of the wildflowers
And blackberry bushes
The purple hue
Staining my fingertips
And leaving my tongue s
Singing with sweetness
Such beautiful words Regine, especially on a HOT day today here in the UK.
Oh, wild blackberries are the best. Enjoy for me. The birds get ours before I can get to them.
I have fond memories of picking blackberries with my children.
That is soooo evocative. Thank you.
Pick your own blackberries. Lucky you!
Summer Lovely Poetry🧡🌈🧁
We have a ton of wild blackberry bushes in our area and on our property. I'm looking forward to picking some for a cobbler! Enjoy, Regine. :)
What an amazing place to walk in RegineBlessingsMaxine
What a beautiful poem! Love it. :D
What a delight to walk in the tall grasses to the blackberry bushes and pick as many as you want. They are so expensive at the stores now. You can taste the sweetness at this time of year.Have a restful weekend, Regine.~Sheri
Such beautiful words Regine, especially on a HOT day today here in the UK.
ReplyDeleteOh, wild blackberries are the best. Enjoy for me. The birds get ours before I can get to them.
ReplyDeleteI have fond memories of picking blackberries with my children.
ReplyDeleteThat is soooo evocative. Thank you.
ReplyDeletePick your own blackberries. Lucky you!
ReplyDeleteSummer Lovely Poetry🧡🌈🧁
ReplyDeleteWe have a ton of wild blackberry bushes in our area and on our property. I'm looking forward to picking some for a cobbler! Enjoy, Regine. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing place to walk in Regine
ReplyDeleteBlessings
Maxine
What a beautiful poem! Love it. :D
ReplyDeleteWhat a delight to walk in the tall grasses to the blackberry bushes and pick as many as you want. They are so expensive at the stores now. You can taste the sweetness at this time of year.
ReplyDeleteHave a restful weekend, Regine.
~Sheri