A peach,
so soft and tender to the touch
be gentle and guard it from bruises and such.
A peach,
wanting to enjoy the great satisfaction from the things that it provides,
eagerly waiting for it to ripen from the place in which it resides.
A peach,
patiently waiting for its owner to wash
Its green leaves are falling, hoping to be squashed.
A peach,
hold it dearly and love it steady
Wait for it, wait for it…Aahh, now it is ready.
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