Of rains that fall and suns that scorch
Life gets sweeter when you let it ripen. There will be no mistaking if it’s ready for the picking. No bite will go unsavored. Give it exactly what it’s asking for and its peaches will grow large and its branches will blossom. So many people I’ve been. I wonder if they’d recognize each other, if they’d be friends. All I know is that the earliest … Continue reading Of rains that fall and suns that scorch