I could be oh so sweet br if you'd just taste me. br I am from your tree. br The flesh of my fruit is waiting to be savored. br Do not starve yourself. br I could satiate your hunger. br You're not looking at your neighbor's tree, br so why do you choose to go hungry? br Do not be too rough, br I could easily bruise. br I know my very core is hard, br but, given a little time, it will soften and grow br into something new and beautiful. br I, like the flowers of the field, know that br the point of living is to become. br If you let me fall to the ground br I will rot beneath your feet, br and, yet, my core would still br soften and grow. br It would just grow into something br different, br and, without personal interest, br you would have little influence. br Touch me and feel how br ripe. br Do not waste your chance. br But I will never go to waste.