Oh, the sweet treats she bringsOut of love and kindnessBless her heart For she knows not love’s blindnessHer white teeth glimmerThrough full parted lipsShe leans toward my chairAnd plants a soft kissLuscious red berriesOn the bòrd she does placeShe lingers nearbyExpectation on her faceI oblige with a berryAnd swallow steadfastA pernicious bitternessLeaves me aghastI fallContinue reading “Red, Red Berries”