#fruit #tree #pie #San-San
Growing against the stone tudor wall
hanging fruit ripens for the pie
coming from the tree but once a season
the fruit answers the cooks call
as over the garden young birds do fly
could this be why its baked with haste
there could be no other plausible reason
to deprive the feathered friends a taste
Inkdrop is freelance writer with a passion for exploring the intersections between nature, architecture, and artistic expression. With a background in computing, and writing – his pen name harks back to when he played around with rhymes and a fountain pen. Now joined by a selection of created photos from an acquired DSLR camera He shares insights with scribblers of all backgrounds. Outside of visiting museums and exploring the latest in exhibits , he enjoys walking through the countryside in pursuit of the next rainbow.
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