She asked me in her kindly way
If I had had a fruitful day.
I answered gladly “By all means;
It started off with nectarines
That, finally chopped, my muesli graced –
Sweet, soft flesh just full of taste.”
These then were followed, if she pleased,
By orange juices freshly squeezed
Then, six or seven at a time,
Cherries in their mid-year prime.
The sequel? Well, no need to think –
Watermelon, sweet and pink.
A fruitful day? I reached my goal
With grated apple in a bowl.
