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#deepredlegacy
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
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Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 12:31 PM UTC
Cerise Noir