I never knew I liked cherries
Until I had them sweet and fresh
And piled up the pits in a bowl
Take deep breaths
By the lake on a summer evening
My sweat dries and water glistens in the sun
I hate how weak I feel
Slowly jogging up the bluff
But I love that I can reach the top
A cookie from a bake sale
A Mario Kate race with a friend
I count up all the joys
So I can hear myself again
With Love,
Natalie