The Wild Strawberry Plant

A thing of neat hidden beauty

Tucked snugly down in the hedgerow

Rich lime green foliage, brushing against the verge

Shading delicate plump fruits

Scattered like drops of ruby tears

Hanging softly in a cascade

A chandelier of bright trefoil leaves

Exquisitely contrasting with the rosy strawberries

Sweetest of summer fruits

Which melt slowly on the tongue

◄ The Answer Lies Within

Warm Wind-Tumbled Words ►


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Rasa Kabaila

Tue 17th Aug 2021 05:10

What a gorgeous poem Brenda. This really made my day. Keep writing, smiling—and enjoying natures beautiful treats 😃.

Best wishes,

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jennifer Malden

Thu 22nd Jul 2021 17:10

Always a delight to find them. Lovely poem, Jennifer

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Brenda Wells

Mon 12th Jul 2021 18:15

Thank you all so much for your kind comments, it's really encouraging.

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julie callaghan

Sat 10th Jul 2021 10:24


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New Shoes

Sat 10th Jul 2021 07:50

Your poem reminded me of finding the wild strawberries when I was a kid.


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Stephen Gospage

Fri 9th Jul 2021 17:06

This poem melts on the tongue, Brenda. Thank you.

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