Little blossom of white,
growing so free,
soon a red berry you’ll be.
I hope we meet again–then.
Ah, strawberry so wild,
I loved you as a child,
and still do.
Leona J. Atkinson
05-06-13
Wild Strawberry
Little blossom of white,
growing so free,
soon a red berry you’ll be.
I hope we meet again–then.
Ah, strawberry so wild,
I loved you as a child,
and still do.
Leona J. Atkinson
05-06-13
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 