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Halberry bushes 

At the end of her yard

I would go no further

No closer than a berry

I filled my hat

And stood pondering

Fate and death

And love

And what the hell it all meant

Waving my hand i departed

Without any answers

Same as always

You gotta know

If you're going to

Ask impossible questions

Like why does the sun only kiss some

And why does god never speak

And why do halberrys taste so good

While you are waiting for love to happen

Do you really expect

A possible answer

I don't

I just hold up my cheek and listen intently

And stand at the end of her yard eating from her father's bushes

Maybe they'll come

Someday

I make it to town

And there she is

Walking home with her smile

Still in her posession

And heart unkillable

It would seem

She stops

Like she recognizes me

And asks if we've met

I get around i say

Then i hand her my hat

Still half full of her berries

It was nice meeting you i said

And it was