My dirt is my legacy

peaches

Peaches are as old as China, reserved for the first emperors

Peaches for My Daughter

She smells every peach
nose deep and close
ahhh, that’s the one

a bargain:
plastic bag, shopping cart,
home

Peaches are as old as China,
reserved for the first emperors
This one will be gone in a day
the pit a prize fit only for compost

My dirt is my legacy,
my Peach History a giving nod,
her cupped hands, and an answer:
“aren’t they expensive?”

a bargain:
slice, juicy,
share

by Elizabeth Able

Gifts

I wrote this last Summer, after my daughter was out to visit. She’d forgotten to take the peach I bought, just for her, and I was remembering her while contemplating eating it myself. She is 22 years old today.

Oh how time flies! And yet, some things are eternal. Here’s to love and loveliness, dirt, history and peaches.

Happy birthday, honey!

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