I Am

I am a basket

that is full of various fruits.

Some people adore some fruits,

and other people adore the other fruits,

but nobody ever gives me a thought.

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

Where would the fruits be without the basket ?

You just hang in there. In a week the fruits will all
have spoiled, but the basket will be good as new.

This is a very cute poem----Thank you.

------ Eagle Cruagh