Blueberry Hill
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With childish excitement we walked up the hill
Inhaling the freshness, experienced the thrill
Of blueberry picking, first handful to taste,
The rest in our baskets were zealously placed.
That scene is now faded and all that remains
Is wistful nostalgia that flows through the veins.
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Bite Size Poem No14 Poetry Contest (6 lines)
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
Placed 2nd
© 26th July 2021
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2021
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