Soergell’s Orchards

It was the place with barns we came upon

with no harm

Me and mother came to the apple farm

Bar none we were bound to have fun

She gave Dave a brand new balloon

Dave was her son.

The balloons were premium in

the gift shop medium, the boy had fun

seeing them, gleaming went the Little son

Out of the gift store we went

The balloon met the door, it was money well spent

The balloon came out of dave’s hands

his crying ran, His crying sound spoke like god damn.

His crying had it’s reign though

His crying pain had a rainbow

In plain sight though then came a Jane Doe

His crying caught her attention

Then her trying hand had an extension

And her niceness had it’s random act of kindness

selection onto Dave’s brain’s dimension

The lesson was clear

Handing him the of her balloon there

went the blond dear

Random acts of kindness

Run across races with blindness

Happy again was the latino kid

His might then again spoke like El Cid,

Shut became his mouths lid.

The Blond Girl smiled at the boiy

And back into Soergell’s orchards realm

was the family’s again ploy

All bright was the apple farm

All right was Soergell’s Orchard’s barns

Soergell’s Orchards just buy it.

- AvalonDakota

- 1/24/24

- 2:51am