I just harvested blackberries from a friend’s garden. The berries were incredibly sweet, and I was delighted to pick them fresh from the plant. The experience of enjoying them straight from the garden was unimaginable, and it brought me so much joy.
In a garden green, I wandered free,
Blackberries ripe, a sight to see.
With gentle hands, I plucked them sweet,
A treasure found, nature’s treat.
Juice on my lips, a taste so pure,
The joy of harvest, a pleasure sure.
From plant to mouth, fresh and bright,
A simple delight, nature’s light.
In this moment, I found my peace,
The sweetness of life, a perfect piece.
