Raspberries are shy...
Afraid to be seen from a distance. Or perhaps they are just playful. Always hiding and seeking beneath leaves or behind their dried up older siblings.
Blackberries are vicious...
With their destructive thorns lashing out from every direction, leaving my arms bearing witness to their wrath.
Blueberries are patient...
And content to sit out in plain view without thorns or leaves they sun themselves and tap their toes to reggae beats. Maybe they are just super chill. Que bueno!
And I pick them all
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