Changing Gear

The knife’s metal blade catches threads of light to gleam as the sweetness of the fruit lingers on my tongue.

It takes a knife and sharp teeth to extract sweetness from a well-bred fruit. The book taught me horticultural tricks but not the art of enjoying the fruit of my labour.

I learnt it from the hard knocks of life.

My steel-edged sharpness helped me survive.

The next lesson will be on reaping benefits with diplomacy.

I lick my lips to taste the sweetness once again. I hope it lasts long enough to enable tactful speech and watch success bloom.


What Do You See #258

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