Berry Cobbler on the Hoof
by Tom King
Down our gravel lane on a summer day,
In the Pacific Northwest another late growing season.
Pink and white blooms scattered among prickly vines,
That some Washingtonians consider weeds,
But I'm from Texas, a veteran berry picker,
So I recognize blackberry cobbler on the hoof.
Well worth the bleeding and purple stained fingers.
And every summer along our vine strewn driveway,
We gather infant berry cobblers for the winter.
(c) 2024
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