I was walking in the field
When I came upon a tree
The shade provided respite
On my journey to where I was
The tree was filled with blooms
Of the most beautiful flower
So delicate to the senses
So warm to my tired eyes
As I let time pass beside the tree
I allow my mind to wonder
To where I may go next
And how will I know if I arrive
As my rest became sleep
And the tree became my shelter
So did I thank God for allowing
My journey to exist and be
As time passed with the tree
Those blooms became fruit
Filled with beautiful warm color
Whose sweet taste I long for
Under that tree on my journey
I had discovered Peaches
And may time and God tell
Where the journey's end
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