Juicy Fruit

 Juicy Fruit

Crunched a breakfast apple

An explosion of sweet

Tasted so good

And cleaned my teeth

Then a fruit that felt, at first, not ripe

Outside too firm, but, inside, just right

Pudding they make of it, a dish so yum

It could only be made with a ripe purple plum

Lastly a luscious one to further sweeten my day

Grapes when crushed and fermented a steep price you’d pay

For such a fruit so fine

That the appellation I give it, “my morning wine”