Sunday Haiku (54-57)

Summer Blueberries

Summer blueberries,
Exploding inside my mouth.
Nature’s little treat.

Humble blueberries,
Waiting for nimble fingers,
To quickly pluck them.

They are my childhood.
We picked buckets for pancakes,
Muffins and ice cream.

Plump, ripe blueberries,
Bursting in the summer sun.
I love blueberries!

 

 

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