those fruits
always boasted
such sweet promises
every summer
they arrived
at the fruit stand
in town
wrapped in foreign writing
my dreamy eyed little girl
nibbled them
with red stained lips
she asked
her gramps
one summer afternoon
if they could plant
their own cherry tree
so he took her to a spot
and together they did plot
to raise cherries by
the driveway
the pits took hold
in the rich soil
as they both thrived
tall and strong
it littered
the front
of her grandparent's house
with it's delicious bounty
we stood under the tree
every summer
we could come
as they rained down
upon us
still going strong
three decades later
although
we have not
been around
for a great long while
to delight in
this
sweet
red legacy
Cerise Noir is pronounced "Serreese Nowar" , it's French for black cherries.My daughter, parents and myself always loved sweet black cherries and when we lived in Germany , the cherries would come in from southern France or Italy every summer. My daughter who was 5 at the time wanted to grow her own fruit tree. So she and my father planted black cherry pits. They took and for may years there were black cherries towering over my parents driveway ! My parents recently sold that property and we so hope someone is still picking them and not just letting them go to waste.
