Tomato Sublime

One spent tomato plucked late from the vine

still retains a semblance of a happier time

 

When Sun and water, soil and and breeze combined

to contribute to a flavor, oh so sublime

 

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The juice it runs down the chin

a renegade seed upon the cheek

 

The heady tomato smell fills the nose

Oh, gosh, a fresh tomato tastes fine

 

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Summer is headed toward waning

some leaves are thinking of browning

 

Still, tomatoes are harvested everywhere

going out now to the garden to get mine