| Sometimes I think Texans enjoy life more than the rest of us. So many of Jan's poems are just plain fun--and this is one of them. Remember a few years back, when everyone was having their "colors" done? Like most fads, that one passed, too; now I can't remember if I was a spring, summer, winter, or fall; I just know there's a lot of turquoise and black in my closet--and I'm pretty sure those are two different ends of the seasonal spectrum. In any case, Jan suggests a whole new season, and I think "ripe" sounds like the best one of all! |
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