The Peach Farmer's Heart
I look up
and I climb
and I dropp the flowers
from the peach tree
one by one.
I'm sorry
my dear flowers
but I have to do this
'cause I'm hoping for
a golden harvest
and I need not
all of you
but some.
I look up
and I climb
and I dropp the flowers
from the peach tree
one by one.
poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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