One Way to Eat a Doyenne du Comice Pear Every day I greet it on the kitchen counter Feel its blossom end with a soft round thumb Has it ripened?
oh how we want the things we love to never end...
Oh my, so true!
I feel good reading this poem, the attention paid, the inevitable end.
That makes me happy!
oh how we want the things we love to never end...
Oh my, so true!
I feel good reading this poem, the attention paid, the inevitable end.
That makes me happy!