I know that there’s a God
We have met in solid form.
In the early morning he was a peach
He was an orange in the afternoon
But he is full of surprises
For he was in the evening, an avocado.
Yesterday he approached me
From the hands of a gentle friend to mine
In the form of a kiwi
I am not certain of tomorrow
But no doubt he will be a melon
Or a ripe papaya.
There is a good God
If you could only savor fruits
You will see that he means well.