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Everything I do is connected to food... I love oranges. I love watermelon. I love food with color Memories gone by, seem to come to me like tasting sweets I saw Jesus in the Watermelon Patch when I was eleven He touched me and let me cry and laugh and gave me peace When I was young, the sack of juicy bright oranges called and I was given only one, so I traded paperdolls for another Fingers were numb from drawing and cutting those dolls While the taste of sticky gooey juice was worth the trials Growing up, married and with child...looked like a Watermelon was growing inside of me; cravings 0 cravings...woe is me Thank goodness each child was perfect, looked like dad Can you imagine them walking with green skin and red innards! Went for an interview, a job for me....and what do I see? A giant Orange Tree dripping with fruit, it's an Omen yippee Three on the ground, pick them up...they're for me... Is that stealing..or is it a gift, that only I can agree? Didn't get the job, I wasn't right she said; but we hit it off right from the start....what is meant to be will be..... Confessed to the theft of those ripe juicy oranges "Oh, please take all that you want...let me get you a sack.. You would think these oranges were solid gold instead She offered a strange container, it was all she had you see STuffed it with oranges then zipped it closed...Smiling indeed By the time I got home, I'd peeled, eaten and was full Laughing and thinking...how oranges seem to affect me I took the container, and rolled it inside....It used to be for Barbie, but now it's for me....Clear plastic top with stars in glitter, Fluffy pink fur all around the square box It's a suitcase on wheels that fits ten oranges within Didn't get the job, but it's the memory that counts Gained fruit of all kind in this interview... met an angel on earth whom God has blessed, She gave me something simple I'm sure she thinks.... to me the connection is Stronger than that.... Jesus sends me oranges when He is near; and knows they are the way to my heart when sad and in fear... It wasn't the oranges that lifted me that day, it was the niceness of the lady who God sent my way.. A gift is how we see it and take what is offered; Thank goodness I love oranges instead of Snickers or I'd waddle to this computer when I have the urge to share Who says I'm a poet.... If it tastes good it's me.....

Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald

Reviewed on June 16, 2010

Oranges are my favoirte fruit. Great write.
hug
Kathy

Reviewed by Linda Law

Reviewed on March 5, 2010

I wrote a story for my book, called "Bottomless Bag" and oranges are how this story originated..a true miracle in our lives, which is one of the reasons that I guess I place so much love in this juicy, delicious fruit! I live near orchards and I see this fruit everywhere...and now I live in a community where Citrus trees are plentiful! Imagine having a delicious, cold, sweet Ruby Red Grapefruit for breakfast as often as I like. The orange trees are overflowing with fruit, and it breaks my heart to see them on the ground...but we eat them often. We also have lemon trees and they are in many sizes, fat and juicy, and great for lemonade! I learned to squeeze them into a concentrate, pour them into plastic zip bags and in the summer I make fresh lemonade from the frozen concentrate! I've taught many in our community this great treat, and now we share zip bags of fresh orange juice, lemon juice and grapefruit juice! Glad you all enjoyed this little poem. Hugs, lindalaw

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on May 9, 2009

A fine tribute to a delightful fruit, Linda. I have always loved oranges. Thank you. Love and best wishes,

Regis

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

What a wonderful and lively write, I LOVE watermelons too

Reviewed by Donnie Madden (Reader)

Reviewed on May 5, 2009

Linda,

Speaking of oranges,,,I went to the Doctor yesterday and he told me that I needed to change my eating habit. He told me to think color when I ate, like green beans, carrots, corn, red apple and oranges, squash and yellow bell pepper, turnips greens. So I drove home and open a bag of M & M and I feel better already. Just kidding I do love oranges and I have an orange tree in my back yard which had 186 oranges on it last year. I have not counted them this year yet but I don't think it will top last year.

Thank for an orangeeee poem... Huggs to You......Donnie

Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)

You are so wonderful! Your word and simple pleasures in life!

Reviewed by Linda Zebsokey

So...on a rotten day we get fresh oranges! Thanks for this bit of poetic wisdom.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Love this little story lesson that you offered us tonigth..well done Linda.
hugs
fee

Reviewed by Lloyd Lofthouse

From the hand of Jesus, fruit from God instead of processed foods. There was an orange grove across the street from where we lived when I was a child. Visits to that grove helped me become an orange lover too. Of course, I slipped for a few years eating too much candy but I returned to the food God gave for us to eat thirty years back.

Reviewed by Cryssa C

hee, hee, hee... I can just see that fluffy glittered bag full of oranges... hee, hee, hee...
You know how I feel about oranges, but I am happy that the Lord sent that special message for you today. :~)

Hugs,
Cryssa