Faithful chef NanU is stirring the pot again, and this week's challenge is to choose a picture and see where it takes us.This one takes me back, back to an innocent time before I knew where else I'd go.
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CHERRIES
I remember the longest branch
of the black cherry tree,
how we swung bare feet
to the music in our heads
and shot round stones
as far as we could blow.
I remember dreams we had
of the places we would go
and kisses in the leaves
as warm and sweet as summer,
as full of promise as the juices of the fruit
we plucked from that young tree.
