Poetry Friday: Listen

December 17th, 2010

I came across this poem while¬†flipping through Test Talk by Amy Greene and Glennon Doyle Melton. Especially around this busy time of the year it’s a great reminder to slow down and decide what to do with that precious fruit in our hands.

Nikki Grimes

Let me tell you
where things stand.
Each day is like fruit
Resting ripe in my hand.
Will I sample its sweetness?
Will I toss it away?
Will I let you steal it?
I got one thing to say:
Don’t try it.
Don’t try it.

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  • 1. Amy Ludwig VanDerwater  |  December 17th, 2010 at 8:36 am

    “Each day is like fruit
    Resting ripe in my hand.”

    Such a reminder of the fleetingness of moments. I needed this!


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