Ode to Strawberries

Little strawberries, Precious rubies of red, Forget your worries On your flower bed. Freckled with beads, Some call them seeds.   Drowned in the raindrops, Tangled by weeds, We discard your tops, You're teased for your seeds. Don't worry, don't fret There's hope for you yet.   Despite all your troubles, Despite your odd features, … Continue reading Ode to Strawberries

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