ThePeachyParable


Lately I’ve felt

Like the last

Peach in the

Bowl well past

My prime my

Juiciness retreating into

My flesh making

Me tough bruised

And mealy far

Less desirable than

Those remaining plump

But even unlucky

Fruit’s fortune changes

Being at last

Included in a

Zesty fruit salad

Just like life

In our prime

We are robust

Yet longing to

Be picked until

At last we

Learn that being

Included in something

Grand is far

More satisfying than

Being something rare