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
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 