The Peach and No Ladder– Day Six NaPoWriMo

Eating a Georgia peach (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

She walked along a path one summer day
to orchard full of peach and apple trees.
In spring the blossoms bright fed honey bees.
Later the fruit on limbs caused them to sway.
At harvest time there was one ripened peach–
way high. The peach was plump and sure to please
but treetop high, it clung there out of reach.

Copyright 2013, Freeda Baker Nichols