Poem: all of the cherries

Two weeks ago, I ate a cherry for the first time – since then  I’ve had about 800 of them. Because I need

to make up for all that lost time. All of the cherries I could have had – and yet, for a reason I’ll never know, I never did.

Now the fridge is full of cherries and already I’m planning a walk tomorrow for more. The little stones in the middle don’t e…