by Drora Matlofsky
I buried my sorrows under a berry bush
Deep in the ground.
They will never be found
By any merry berry seeker
Seeking around.
I hide and watch the children by my berry bush
Dancing around
Happy to have found
Berries sweet,
A secret treat.
Only I know that my sadness lies very deep
Under the fruit
Under the root.
Berry sweeetness, sorrow bitter,
Marrying,
Are tears of laughter.
Goodbye, goodbye,
I wave and say
As I tiptoe away.
Last updated September 20, 2015