From the garden
Gathered snow peas
Spring carrots and coriander
Stir fry them, serve them
This was lunch in the making
Collected some strawberries
And red currants
Sprinkled with sugar and fresh mint
So fresh, so simple
This was dessert in the making
Thus the seasons pass us
Revealing each day
New pleasures and delights.
Lucette C. Bailliet
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