Picked, and plucked.
So quickly loved.
Filled, and made warm,
All goodness, and flavor,
Sweetness, and energy
Capped off, contained
For your enjoyment
Carried, cradled,
Portable, I’ll go with you.
Held in warm hands,
Enjoyed, appreciated.
Slowly emptied,
Slowly colder,
Until nothing is left
But emptiness,
And clinging drips
Of what once was.
Fills you up,
Makes you happy,
Helps you move.
Done now,
Another later,
When you need it.
The hollow shell,
Used up,
Is discarded.

– s. Clark