RASP

In garden full of vegetation

On summer day

Just filled with joy

Were fruits on bushes

Soft and sweet

And little courage boy

So went he through

To find this juice

This pleasure of the taste

Red berries delicate in touch

And in the smack so good

Their flavour was like honey

And gentle fine their feel

That he wants more and go inside

The shrub on which

They ripe as meal

But oh! He's inside

And around are only branches

Where's fruit? It's gone!

And he's trapped with greenary fences

Can't move. Because of thorns

That sting and tear the skin

That hurts! That bramble!

Please mommy help! You hear

His fearful loudly voice

Dear son, be careful

With all the goods which given

They might be pleasant at first sight

But then can cause you shiver

So sweet the instant, but the next

It's gone, leave only pain

And always reconsider

Of what you lose and gain

Raspberry as a fruit

Rise from a spiky thing

It is example that you need

To show you what you feel

In life there's joy

And very pleasing moments

But on the other side is pain

Which's likely soul's component