“A Nostalgic Moment”

Six o’clock this morning I was standing in the kitchen eating some cherries and waiting for the sun to rise~~~~ No sun but just a haze~~~ Now if this was in Trinbago on this Saturday morning when I was a little girl. I would be in the yard sitting under the governor plum tree, with some plums in the pocket of my shorts and one in my hand. I would roll it until it was soft then squeeze it and eat the sweet pulp. The sun would be shining in all its glory as my taste buds say Halleluiah!