Poems and Prose from TurtleIslandNomad
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Sunday, March 15, 2015
WATERMELON
Sweet juice of melon,
Syrup running down my chin.
Spitting seeds in soil.
A small ecstasy
Of taste, texture and flavor.
A simple pleasure.
The Innocent joy,
Eating a piece of melon.
With full hearts' Thank You.
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