{haiku-ing 20}

These persimmons shine on the counter from so much handling, so much stroking and poking and squeezing to test for ripeness. We thought it was going to rain so went ahead and picked them… just as well to keep them away from the crows and squirrels. I suppose I could have one if I put in a request in triplicate, but for now, Himself guards them jealously, like a persimmon-hoarding Smaug. I plot…


harvest’s bounty waits
cherish each golden treasure
summer’s just reward