Sometimes life throws me peaches
Sometimes I choose to eat them
Sometimes I juice and drink them.
But all those times, I chose to love them -

Take them and make them my special peaches
Teach them to ripen till they want to burst,
Eat them slowly and savour their flavour,
This is when inspiration comes first

I keep them cold in the friendly fridge
I like to hold them close to my heart.
They are my peaches, I'd never ditch -
Not one vrot one, oh no, not I!

My peaches are my inspiration
My place of mindfulness
In a world of situations
That throw peaches in your way.