round, sweet
pink, firmly soft
easy on the eyes
heaven on the lips
let me fill myself with
your summer scent
with all the beauty
you possess.
A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.
Doing the best I can with what I have
kind of sad, but not so bad with cheese. cheese not provided.
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I'd curtsy but I'm drunk.
Good thing I read the title first! Jolly good poem is this.
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😊 thank you!
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My mouth is watering. Nothing better than a peach in the summer, except maybe peach ice cream 🙂
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Yummy!
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Yay, love peaches and this poem. We grow peaches here. Peach festival August 15th!
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Peaches are the best.
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We are obsessed with peaches in my house. Lovely poem!
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Thank you!
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Delicious image and poem 🙂
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Thank you!
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