Within Arm's Distance

A thousand drops of dew alight 

upon the growing peach.

Sends forth it's fruit into the world 

through branches that will reach

to touch the sky and earth below 

to spew it's heavenly crown.

It stands as small as trees are tall

purposely low to ground

for your elated, joyous pleasure

easily within arm's reach.

Do you doubt the hand of God

who directs the lowly peach?

Reviews

[charlie]

Nice work. Short and sweet and as deep as the reader may want to choose.
You're great at this form, btw.

Well done

[Botania]

So happy you enjoyed it. Thank you Charlie.